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Page 274 - I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Page 314 - After this I saw in the night visions, and behold, a fourth beast, dreadful, and terrible, and strong exceedingly, and it had great iron teeth: it devoured and brake in pieces, and stamped the residue with the feet of it; and it was diverse from all the beasts that were before it, and it had ten horns.
Page 249 - And a man shall be as an hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the tempest ; as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land.
Page 313 - His ego nee metas rerum nee tempora pono ; imperium sine fine dedi.
Page 259 - And now why tarriest thou ? arise, and be baptized, and wash away thy sins, calling on the name of the Lord.
Page 276 - Oh, let the words -*- Linger on the trembling chords ; Let the " little while " between In their golden light be seen ; Let us think how heaven and home Lie beyond that
Page 247 - Our years are like the shadows On sunny hills that lie, Or grasses in the meadows That blossom but to die ; A sleep, a dream, a story By strangers quickly told, An unremaining glory Of things that soon are old.
Page 67 - And the children of Israel did evil again in the sight of the Lord...
Page 91 - This is the rejoicing city that dwelt carelessly, that said in her heart, " I am, and there is none beside me:" how is she become a desolation, a place for beasts to lie down in ! every one that passeth by her shall hiss, and wag his hand.
Page 106 - The LORD is slow to anger. and great in power, and will not at all acquit the wicked : the LORD hath his way in the whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of his feet. He rebuketh the sea, and maketh it dry, and drieth up all the rivers: Bashan languisheth, and Carmel, and the flower of Lebanon languisheth.