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affliction andere annehmen Apostel auch Ausspruch Bedeutung besonders bezeichnet Beziehung bloß Christian Christus cousin Cowper daher daß er denken dieſe dieſer Eartham eben einige erklären Erklärung Erlöser Erscheinung erst ersten Erzählung feel findet ganze gebraucht Geist gerade giebt Glauben gleich Gott göttliche göttlichen Grund habe happy hatten Hayley heart heißt hervor Homer indem indeß innere Jesus Johannes Juden Jünger kommt können konnte Lady Hesketh läßt Leben letter lich Liebe liegt Lücke macht Matth melancholy Menschen mind muß nehmen never Newton occasion Olney Pascha poems poet Rede sagen sagt scheint schon ſei seine seyn ſich Sinn spirit steht Stelle Stellen Synedrium Täufer Theil thun überhaupt Unwin Vater viel Wahrheit wahrscheinlich waren Welt weniger wieder wohl wollen wollte Worte write würde Zeit zuerst γὰρ δὲ ἐν καὶ τὴν τῆς τὸ τοῦ τῶν
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الصفحة 355 - In the same happy strain he exposes the absurdity of seeking retirement as an excuse for indolence. " An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes, as when it stands. Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distrest.
الصفحة 45 - regulated all his conduct, and his chief anxiety was to live entirely to the glory of God. The following beautiful lines of the poet are strikingly descriptive of his feelings at this period : — " I was a stricken deer, that left the herd Long since; with many an arrow deep enfix'd My panting
الصفحة 305 - My Mary! Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore; Now rust disused, and shine no more, My Mary! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy will, My Mary! But well thou play'dst the
الصفحة 271 - I want a lyre with other strings, Such aid from heaven as some have feigned they drew, An eloquence scarce given to mortals, new And undebased by praise of meaner things ! Tliat ere through age or woe I shed my wings, I may record thy worth, with honour due, In verse as musical as
الصفحة 307 - But, ah ! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary I And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last, My Mary!
الصفحة 2 - no — what here we call our life is such, So little to be loved, and thou so much, That I should ill requite thee to constrain Thy unbound spirit into bonds again. Thou, as a gallant bark from Albion's coast (The
الصفحة 364 - an Advocate with Thee : They whom the world caresses most Have no such privilege to boast. Poor though I am, despised, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not; And he is safe, and must succeed, For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.
الصفحة 122 - There, and there only, (though the deist rave, And atheist, if earth bear so base a slave,) There, and there only, is the power to save; There no delusive hope invites despair, No mockery meets you, no deception there; The spells and charms that blinded you before, All vanish there, and fascinate no more.
الصفحة 242 - received it with a trepidation of nerves and spirits, somewhat akin to what I should have felt had the dear original presented herself to my embraces. I kissed it, and hung it where it is the last object that I see at night, and, of course, the first that I open my eyes upon in
الصفحة 348 - But He, who knew what human hearts would prove, How slow to learn the dictates of his love; That hard by nature, and of stubborn will, A life of ease would make them harder still; In pity to a chosen few, designed To escape the common ruin of their kind,