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Page 300 - Enter into the rock, and hide thee in the dust, for fear of the Lord, and for the glory of his majesty.
Page 414 - Wise men have said, are wearisome : who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior (And what he brings, what needs he elsewhere seek?) Uncertain and unsettled still remains, Deep versed in books and shallow in himself, Crude or intoxicate, collecting toys, And trifles for choice matters, worth a sponge ; As children gathering pebbles on the shore.
Page 300 - And the Lord said, Behold, there is a place by me, and thou shalt stand upon a rock : and it shall come to pass, while my glory passeth by, that I will put thee in a clift of the rock, and will cover thee with my hand while I pass by: and I will take away mine hand, and thou shalt see my back parts : but my face shall not be seen.
Page 108 - And not for justice ? What, shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world But for supporting robbers, shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large honours For so much trash as may be grasped thus ? I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
Page 401 - He made darkness his secret place, his pavilion round about Him with dark water, and thick clouds to cover Him.
Page 320 - The cloud-capp'd towers", the gorgeous palaces", The solemn temples , the great globe itself", Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a rack behind : We are such stuff As dreams are made of, and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Page 300 - But when they came to Jesus, and saw that he was dead already, they brake not his legs: but one of the soldiers with a spear pierced his side, and forthwith came there out blood and water.
Page 72 - Columbia, the gem of the ocean, The home of the brave and the free, The shrine of each patriot's devotion, A world offers homage to thee. Thy mandates make heroes assemble, When Liberty's form stands in view, Thy banners make tyranny tremble, When borne by the Red, White, and Blue.
Page 108 - Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers ; I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry : 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.
Page 116 - The young peer had great intellectual powers ; yet there was an unsound part in his mind. He had naturally a generous and tender heart : but his temper was wayward and irritable. He had a head which statuaries loved to copy, and a foot the deformity of which the beggars in the streets mimicked.

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