The temple, sacred poems and private ejaculations. [With] The synagogue, Volumes 1-21667 |
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... holy lines cannot be understood . How dare thofe eyes upon a Bible look , ( book ? Much less towards God , whose luft is all their Wholly abftain , or wed . Thy bounteous Lord Allows thee choice of paths : take no by - ways ; But gladly ...
... holy lines cannot be understood . How dare thofe eyes upon a Bible look , ( book ? Much less towards God , whose luft is all their Wholly abftain , or wed . Thy bounteous Lord Allows thee choice of paths : take no by - ways ; But gladly ...
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... holy ? Sum up at night what thou haft done by day ;. And in the morning , what thou haft to do . Dreffe and undreffe thy foul : mark the decay And growth of it : if with thy watch , that too Be down , then wind up both : fince we shall ...
... holy ? Sum up at night what thou haft done by day ;. And in the morning , what thou haft to do . Dreffe and undreffe thy foul : mark the decay And growth of it : if with thy watch , that too Be down , then wind up both : fince we shall ...
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... tafte The Churches mystical repaft . Avoid profaneness ; come not here : Nothing but holy , pure , and clear , Or that which groneth to be fo , May at his peril further go . 泉泉泉泉永泉泉泉泉永康康疗冰泉 Superliminare. ...
... tafte The Churches mystical repaft . Avoid profaneness ; come not here : Nothing but holy , pure , and clear , Or that which groneth to be fo , May at his peril further go . 泉泉泉泉永泉泉泉泉永康康疗冰泉 Superliminare. ...
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... holy meffengers , Pulpits and fundays , forrow dogging fin , Afflictions forted , anguifh of all fizes , 25 Fine nets and ftratagems to catch us in , -Bibles laid open , millions of furprizes ; Bleffings beforehand , ties of ...
... holy meffengers , Pulpits and fundays , forrow dogging fin , Afflictions forted , anguifh of all fizes , 25 Fine nets and ftratagems to catch us in , -Bibles laid open , millions of furprizes ; Bleffings beforehand , ties of ...
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... holy Preachers ; then the light and glory 10 : More rev'rend grows , and more doth win ; Which else fhews watrifh , bleak , and thin . Doctrine and life , colours and light , in one " : When they combine , and mingle , bring * - Aftrong ...
... holy Preachers ; then the light and glory 10 : More rev'rend grows , and more doth win ; Which else fhews watrifh , bleak , and thin . Doctrine and life , colours and light , in one " : When they combine , and mingle , bring * - Aftrong ...
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Popular passages
Page 91 - Each creature hath a wisdom for his good. The pigeons feed their tender offspring crying, When they are callow ; but withdraw their food, When they are fledged, that need may teach them flying.
Page 78 - For us, the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow; Nothing we see, but means our good, As our delight, or as our treasure; The whole is either our cupboard of food, Or cabinet of pleasure.
Page 91 - Sir, said she, Tell me, I pray, whose hands are those ? But thou shalt answer, Lord, for me. Then Money came, and chinking still, What tune is this, poor man ? said he : I heard in Music you had skill...
Page 74 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 150 - Into thy face, Thou art grown fair and full of grace, Much in request, much sought for as a good. For we do now behold thee gay and glad, As at doomsday, When souls shall wear their new array, And all thy bones with beauty shall be clad.
Page 149 - Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that and the action fine. This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold : For that which God doth touch and own Cannot for less be told.
Page 119 - The Collar I struck the board, and cry'd, No more. I will abroad. What? shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines and life are free; free as the rode, Loose as the winde, as large as store. Shall I be still in suit? Have I no harvest but a thorn To let me bloud, and not restore What I have lost with cordiall fruit? Sure there was wine...
Page 24 - I straight return'd, and, knowing his great birth, Sought him accordingly in great resorts ; In cities, theatres, gardens, parks, and courts : At length I heard a ragged noise and mirth Of theeves and murderers : there I him espied, "Who straight Your suit is granted, said, and died.
Page 130 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?