Patrick Welwood: A Tale of the Times of the Kirk and Covenant, for the Young |
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... Row- ALLAN DIES , 224 CHAPTER XV . BATTLE OF BOTHWELL BRIDGE , 237 • CHAPTER XVI . HIS APPREHENSION , 256 CHAPTER XVII . HIS TRIAL AND SENTENCE , 271 CHAPTER XVIII . A RESPITE , 279 CHAPTER XIX . THE BASS , 287 • CHAPTER XX . THE ...
... Row- ALLAN DIES , 224 CHAPTER XV . BATTLE OF BOTHWELL BRIDGE , 237 • CHAPTER XVI . HIS APPREHENSION , 256 CHAPTER XVII . HIS TRIAL AND SENTENCE , 271 CHAPTER XVIII . A RESPITE , 279 CHAPTER XIX . THE BASS , 287 • CHAPTER XX . THE ...
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... Rowallan was a widow . Her family con- sisted of a son and two daughters . She was a favourer and follower of the ejected ministers ; and at this period a conventicle was held in her house . Her appearance was majestic and com- manding ...
... Rowallan was a widow . Her family con- sisted of a son and two daughters . She was a favourer and follower of the ejected ministers ; and at this period a conventicle was held in her house . Her appearance was majestic and com- manding ...
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... Rowallan ! Of him I may now speak with perfect safety ; for he has long been where the voice of censure and the voice of eulogy are alike unheeded— “ where the wicked cease from troubling , and where the weary are at rest . " Is it true ...
... Rowallan ! Of him I may now speak with perfect safety ; for he has long been where the voice of censure and the voice of eulogy are alike unheeded— “ where the wicked cease from troubling , and where the weary are at rest . " Is it true ...
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... Rowallan , I have said , was about mine own age . His sisters , Isobel and Beatrice , were ' younger . In their personal appearance , these two sweet sisters presented an almost perfect contrast . Like her mother , Isobel was tall , her ...
... Rowallan , I have said , was about mine own age . His sisters , Isobel and Beatrice , were ' younger . In their personal appearance , these two sweet sisters presented an almost perfect contrast . Like her mother , Isobel was tall , her ...
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... Rowallan , on our rising to take leave , you will always be welcome here for many reasons . For your father's sake , of whom , and of whose ser- vices in the cause of our beloved church , I have long since heard , and more of which I ...
... Rowallan , on our rising to take leave , you will always be welcome here for many reasons . For your father's sake , of whom , and of whose ser- vices in the cause of our beloved church , I have long since heard , and more of which I ...
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Page 36 - And thou, Solomon my son, know thou the God of thy father, and serve him with a perfect heart and with a willing mind : for the LORD searcheth all hearts, and understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts: if thou seek him, he will be found of thee; but if thou forsake him, he will cast thee off for ever.
Page 141 - Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
Page 119 - Athenian walls from ruin bare. IV. TO A VIRTUOUS YOUNG LADY. LADY, that in the prime of earliest youth Wisely hast shunn'd the broad way and the green, And with those few art eminently seen, That labour up the hill of heavenly truth, The better part with Mary and with Ruth Chosen thou hast ; and they that overween, And at thy growing virtues fret their spleen, No anger find in thee, but pity and ruth.
Page 300 - All the kings of the nations, even all of them, lie in glory, every one in his own house. But thou art cast out of thy grave like an abominable branch...
Page 236 - And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 236 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 47 - He calleth to me out of Seir, 'Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?' "The watchman said, 'The morning cometh, and also the night: if ye will enquire, enquire ye; return, come.
Page 170 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave To come to succour us, that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant, And all for love, and nothing for reward : Oh, why should heavenly God to men have such regard ?1 This agrees with what is recorded of St.
Page 282 - I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
Page 123 - Like stars upon some gloomy grove, Or those faint beams in which this hill is drest After the sun's remove. I see them walking in an air of glory, Whose light doth trample on my days; 10 My days, which are at best but dull and hoary, Mere glimmerings and decays.