The Works of Hannah More, Volume 2T. Cadell, 1830 |
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... Come , boys , of home you'll have your fill . " " Yes , Christmas now is near , " says Will ; " ' Tis just twelve days ... comes once more , And brings the horses to the door ; The boys with rapture see appear The pony and the THE PLUM ...
... Come , boys , of home you'll have your fill . " " Yes , Christmas now is near , " says Will ; " ' Tis just twelve days ... comes once more , And brings the horses to the door ; The boys with rapture see appear The pony and the THE PLUM ...
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... come ! " This is thy Inn , and not thy home . " Displeas'd he answers , " Come what will , " Of present bliss I'll take my fill : " In vain you plead , in vain I hear ; " Those joys are distant , these are near . " Thus perish'd , lost ...
... come ! " This is thy Inn , and not thy home . " Displeas'd he answers , " Come what will , " Of present bliss I'll take my fill : " In vain you plead , in vain I hear ; " Those joys are distant , these are near . " Thus perish'd , lost ...
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... comes A self - invited guest ; Behold a branded Publican Is found among the blest ! Not only distant hope's implied Of future grace divine ; To - day with thee I must abide , To - day Salvation's thine . Not the professing outward saint ...
... comes A self - invited guest ; Behold a branded Publican Is found among the blest ! Not only distant hope's implied Of future grace divine ; To - day with thee I must abide , To - day Salvation's thine . Not the professing outward saint ...
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Hannah More. Not the professing outward saint Shall of my favour boast ; I come to seek , I come to save , The hopeless and the lost . What could Zaccheus more impart Than half his goods , and all his heart ? SOLITARY MUSINGS . LORD ! when ...
Hannah More. Not the professing outward saint Shall of my favour boast ; I come to seek , I come to save , The hopeless and the lost . What could Zaccheus more impart Than half his goods , and all his heart ? SOLITARY MUSINGS . LORD ! when ...
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... ? Lord , when Thy day of dread account For squander'd hours shall come , Oh ! let not this increase th ' amount , And swell the awful sum ! Teach me in health each good to prize , I 42 Early rising ..................
... ? Lord , when Thy day of dread account For squander'd hours shall come , Oh ! let not this increase th ' amount , And swell the awful sum ! Teach me in health each good to prize , I 42 Early rising ..................
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Page 18 - No plan, no pattern, can we trace ; All wants proportion, truth, and grace ; The motley mixture we deride, Nor see the beauteous upper side.
Page 120 - They told her how a glorious light, Streaming from a heavenly throng, Around them shone, suspending night While sweeter than a mother's song, Blest Angels heralded the Saviour's birth, Glory to God on high! and Peace on Earth.
Page 17 - My work is yet in bits, But still in every part it fits ; Besides, you reason like a lout ; Why, man, that carpet's inside out." Says John, " Thou sayst the thing I mean, And now I hope to cure thy spleen ; This world, which clouds thy soul with doubt, Is but a carpet inside out. " As, when we view these shreds and ends, We know not what the whole intends ; So, when on earth things look but odd, They're working still some scheme of God.
Page 229 - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
Page 303 - Where the dull duties of domestic life, Wage with the Muse's toils eternal strife. What motley cares Gorilla's mind perplex, While maids and metaphors conspire to vex...
Page 16 - I'm almost tired of life ; So hard my work, so poor my fare, 'Tis more than mortal man can bear. " How glorious is the rich man's state ! His house so fine ! his wealth so great ! Heaven is unjust, you must agree ; Why all to him...
Page 114 - Though dark and savage, ignorant and blind, They claim the common privilege of kind; Let malice strip them of each other plea, They still are men, and men should still be free.
Page 25 - In consequence of his suggestion upon this point, and the anxiety of the inhabitants to show themselves worthy of the privilege which had been granted them, the proprietors of domestic slaves came to a resolution, that all children born of their slaves after the 12th of August, 1816, should be free ; thereby putting an end to the state of domestic slavery which had prevailed in Ceylon for three centuries.
Page 111 - Perish th' illiberal thought which would debase The native genius of the sable race ! Perish the proud philosophy, which sought To rob them of the powers of equal thought ! Does then the immortal principle within Change with the casual colour of a skin ? Does matter govern spirit ? or is mind Degraded by the form to which 'tis join'd...
Page 17 - Our ignorance is the cause Why thus we blame our Maker's laws ; Parts of His ways alone we know ; 'Tis all that man can see below. "See'st thou that carpet, not half done, Which thou, dear Dick, hast well begun? Behold the wild confusion there, So rude the mass it makes one stare ! "A stranger, ignorant of the trade, Would say, no meaning's there conveyed ; For where's the middle? where's the border? Thy carpet now is all disorder.