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The Life of Hannah More, with a Critical Review of Her Writings William Shaw No preview available - 2019 |
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Page 58 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Page 132 - When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers ? hath no man condemned thee ? She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee : go, and sin no more.
Page 136 - And when blind man pronounc'd thy bliss complete ! And on a foreign shore ; where strangers wept ! Strangers to thee ; and, more surprising still, Strangers to kindness, wept : their eyes let fall Inhuman tears : strange tears ! that trickled down From marble hearts ! obdurate tenderness ! A tenderness that call'd them more severe ; In spite of nature's soft persuasion, steel'd ; While nature melted, superstition rav'd ; That mourn'd the dead ; and this denied a grave. Their sighs incens'd ; sighs...
Page i - For they that are such serve not our Lord Jesus Christ, but their own belly ; and by good words and fair speeches deceive the hearts of the simple.
Page 82 - They did promise and vow three things in my name. First, that I should renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh.
Page 15 - The hint malevolent, the look oblique, The obvious satire, or implied dislike ; The sneer equivocal, the harsh reply, And all the cruel language of the eye ; The artful injury, whose...
Page 11 - Does then the immortal principle within Change with the casual colour of a skin ? Does matter govern spirit ? or is mind Degraded by the form to which 'tis join'd ? No ; they have heads to think, and hearts to feel, And souls to act, with firm though erring zeal ; For they have keen affections, kind desires, Love strong as death, and active patriot fires ; All the rude energy, the fervid flame, Of high-soul'd passion and ingenuous shame : Strong but luxuriant virtues boldly shoot From the wild vigour...
Page 133 - Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink ; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water.
Page 7 - Had scarce an unbroach'd pleasure left; He found already to his cost, The shining gloss of life was lost ; And pleasure was so coy a prude, She fled the more, the more pursued ; Or if o'ertaken and caress'd, He loath'd and left her when possess'd. But FLORIO knew the WORLD ; that science Sets sense and learning at defiance ; He thought the World to him was known, Whereas he only knew the Tovm ; In men this blunder still you find, All think their little set — Mankind.
Page 136 - Denied the charity of dust, to spread O'er dust ! a charity their dogs enjoy. What could I do ? what succour ? what resource ? With pious sacrilege, a grave I stole ; With impious piety, that grave 1 wrong'd Short in my duty ; coward in my grief!