The English Reader: Or, Pieces in Prose and Poetry, Selected from the Best Writers ...Thomas Carey, 1826 - 263 pages |
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... course , is far greater , than what attends a course of well- doing . If we are weary of the labours of virtue , we may be assured , that the world , whenever we try the exchange , will lay upon us a much heavier load . It is the ...
... course , is far greater , than what attends a course of well- doing . If we are weary of the labours of virtue , we may be assured , that the world , whenever we try the exchange , will lay upon us a much heavier load . It is the ...
Page 69
... course , such a man lives in a continual storm . He knows not what it is to enjoy a train of good humour . Servants , neighbours , friends , spouse , and children , all , through the unrestrained violence of his temper , become sources ...
... course , such a man lives in a continual storm . He knows not what it is to enjoy a train of good humour . Servants , neighbours , friends , spouse , and children , all , through the unrestrained violence of his temper , become sources ...
Page 70
... course among them with patience and equanimity , he who is prepared to bear what he must expect to happen , is worthy of the name of a man . If we preserved ourselves composed but for a moment , we should perceive the insignificancy of ...
... course among them with patience and equanimity , he who is prepared to bear what he must expect to happen , is worthy of the name of a man . If we preserved ourselves composed but for a moment , we should perceive the insignificancy of ...
Page 74
... course neglect others . This imperfection which we observe in ourselves , is an imperfection that cleaves , in some degree , to creatures of the highest capacities , as they are creatures , that is , beings of finite and limited natures ...
... course neglect others . This imperfection which we observe in ourselves , is an imperfection that cleaves , in some degree , to creatures of the highest capacities , as they are creatures , that is , beings of finite and limited natures ...
Page 77
... course and order of the infinite host of heaven , by which the times and seasons ever uniformly pass on ? Were this order once confounded , I could not probably survive a moment ; so absolutely do I de- pend on this common general ...
... course and order of the infinite host of heaven , by which the times and seasons ever uniformly pass on ? Were this order once confounded , I could not probably survive a moment ; so absolutely do I de- pend on this common general ...
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Page 230 - Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels : for ye behold Him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle His throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven : On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Page 237 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 209 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 208 - Ye noble few ! who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile, And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deem'd Evil, is no more ; The storms of Wintry Time will quickly pass, And one unbounded Spring encircle all.
Page 231 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, ' Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Page 212 - Slaves cannot breathe in England ; if their lungs Receive our air, that moment they are free ; They touch our country, and their shackles fall.
Page 243 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Page 256 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent! Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart...
Page 231 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Page 225 - I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own.