Tales of My Landlord,: Old mortality

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William Blackwood, Prince's Street: and John Murray, Albemarle Street, London., 1816 - 347 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 104 - The sword of the LORD is filled with blood, it is made fat with fatness, and with the blood of lambs and goats, with the fat of the kidneys of rams: for the LORD hath a sacrifice in Bozrah, and a great slaughter in the land of Idumea.
الصفحة 98 - Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered: for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children. 26 And I will feed them that oppress thee with their own flesh; and they shall be drunken with their own blood, as with sweet wine: and all flesh shall know that I the L-RD am thy Saviour and thy Redeemer, the mighty One of Jacob.
الصفحة 98 - Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered : for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children.
الصفحة 32 - SAVE me, O God ; for the waters are come in unto my soul. I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
الصفحة 150 - WE return to Henry Morton, whom we left on the field of battle. He was eating, by one of the watch-fires, his portion of the provisions which had...
الصفحة 40 - They slept their sleep outright; And none of those their hands did find. That were the men of might. When thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, Had forth against them past, Their horses and their chariots both Were in a deep sleep cast.
الصفحة 28 - To save th' expence of Christian blood, And try if we by mediation Of treaty and accommodation Can end the quarrel, and compose The bloody duel, without blows. Are not our liberties, our lives, The laws, religion, and our wives, Enough at once to lie at...
الصفحة 240 - Langcale, for it was no less a personage, uplifted, with a Stentorian voice, a verse of the twenty-fourth Psalm : " Ye gates, lift up your heads ; ye doors. Doors that do last for aye, Be lifted up "
الصفحة 32 - I am sunk in deep mire where there is no standing — I am come into deep waters where the floods overflow me...

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