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213 ページ - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him 50 Is in its infancy.
213 ページ - ... contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used; that thought with him Is in its infancy. The man, whose eye Is ever on himself, doth look on one, The least of nature's works, one who might move The wise man to that scorn which wisdom holds Unlawful, ever. O, be wiser thou! Instructed that 'true knowledge leads to love, True dignity abides with him alone Who, in the silent hour of inward thought, Can still suspect, and still revere himself, In lowliness of heart.
245 ページ - For if, after they have escaped the pollutions of the world, through the knowledge of the Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, they are again entangled therein, and overcome, the latter end is worse with them than the beginning. For it had been better for them not to have known the way of righteousness, than, after they have known it, to turn from the holy commandment delivered unto them.
262 ページ - Hymns of the Church, Pointed as they are to be Chanted ; together with the Versicles, Litany, Responses, &c., by T. Tallis. Arranged by Mr. Pearsall. Is.
166 ページ - Lively he seemed, and spoke of all he knew — The friendly many, and the favourite few : Nor one that day did he to mind recall, But she has treasured, and she loves them all: When in her way she meets them, they appear Peculiar people — death has made them dear. He named his friend, but then his hand she pressed, And fondly whispered, " Thou must go to rest." "I go," he said; but, as he spoke, she found His hand more cold, and fluttering was the sound!