Meditations and Contemplations: In Two Volumes, Volume 1John and James Rivington and J. Leake, 1748 - Meditations |
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... Peace ! But how fhall they attain this valuable Knowledge ? I fend them not , adds the illuftri- ous Teacher , to turn over all the Volumes of Literature : They may much more expeditioufly acquire this Science of Life , by confidering ...
... Peace ! But how fhall they attain this valuable Knowledge ? I fend them not , adds the illuftri- ous Teacher , to turn over all the Volumes of Literature : They may much more expeditioufly acquire this Science of Life , by confidering ...
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... peaceful Infant , without so much as knowing what Labour and Vexation mean , " lies ftill and is quiet ; it " fleeps and is at Reft . " Staying only to wash away its native Impurity in the Laver of Regene- ration , it bid a speedy Adieu ...
... peaceful Infant , without so much as knowing what Labour and Vexation mean , " lies ftill and is quiet ; it " fleeps and is at Reft . " Staying only to wash away its native Impurity in the Laver of Regene- ration , it bid a speedy Adieu ...
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... Peace , what the Satisfaction of fuch a State ? Whereas , a prepared Condition will in- fpire a Chearfulness of Temper , not to be ruffled by every low Vexation ; and create a Firmness of Mind , not to be overthrown by the most ...
... Peace , what the Satisfaction of fuch a State ? Whereas , a prepared Condition will in- fpire a Chearfulness of Temper , not to be ruffled by every low Vexation ; and create a Firmness of Mind , not to be overthrown by the most ...
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... Peace bleeds , and Hope expires . Night Thoughts , No. 3 . + Ecclef . xii . 3 , 5. I need not inform my Reader , that , by the former of thefe figurative Expreffions , is VOL . I. E fignified ing down of the Grafhopper is a Burthen on ...
... Peace bleeds , and Hope expires . Night Thoughts , No. 3 . + Ecclef . xii . 3 , 5. I need not inform my Reader , that , by the former of thefe figurative Expreffions , is VOL . I. E fignified ing down of the Grafhopper is a Burthen on ...
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... Peace with GOD , through JESUS CHRIST our LORD ! How did this affuage the Agonies , and fweeten the Bitterness of Death ? Where now is Wealth , with all her golden Mountains ? Where is Honour , with her proud Trophies of Renown ? Where ...
... Peace with GOD , through JESUS CHRIST our LORD ! How did this affuage the Agonies , and fweeten the Bitterness of Death ? Where now is Wealth , with all her golden Mountains ? Where is Honour , with her proud Trophies of Renown ? Where ...
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Page 100 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 161 - Her wise ladies answered her, yea, she returned answer to herself, have they not sped ? have they not divided the prey ; to every man a damsel or two ; to Sisera a prey of divers colours, a prey of divers colours of needlework, of divers colours of needlework on both sides, meet for the necks of them that take the spoil...
Page 33 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 30 - As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath Receives the lurking principle of death; The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength; So, cast and mingled with his very frame.
Page 185 - Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance : behold, He taketh up the isles as a very little thing.
Page 155 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 96 - How shocking must thy summons be, O Death, To him that is at ease in his possessions; Who, counting on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement, Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help ; But shrieks in vain ! How wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers!
Page 36 - And we desire that every one of you do show the same diligence to the full assurance of hope unto the end : that ye be not slothful, but followers of them who through faith and patience inherit the promises,
Page 96 - Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain ! how wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers! A little longer, yet a little longer...
Page 70 - Such a nation might truly say to corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.