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Page 158 - And Jacob rent his clothes, and put sackcloth upon his loins, and mourned for his son many days. And all his sons and all his daughters rose up to comfort him; but he refused to be comforted; and he said, For I will go down into the grave unto my son mourning.
Page 328 - Gave honour to the holy night : On Christmas eve the bells were rung ; On Christmas eve the mass was sung; That only night in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
Page 353 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Page 327 - Heap on more wood ! — the wind is chill, But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
Page 381 - Comic Adventures of Obadiah Oldbuck : wherein are duly set forth the Crosses, Chagrins, Changes, and Calamities, by which his Courtship was attended ; showing, also, the Issue of his Suit, and his Espousal to his Ladye-love. Large 8vo. with 84 Plates, 7s.
Page 352 - In prospect from his throne, how good, how fair, Answering his great idea.
Page 157 - And he knew it, and said. It is my son's coat; an evil beast hath devoured him; Joseph is without doubt rent in pieces.
Page 287 - ... he, and of his tortuous train Curled many a wanton wreath in sight of Eve, To lure her eye; she busied heard the sound Of rustling leaves, but minded not, as used...