The Works of Mrs. Elizabeth Rowe: Letters from the dead to the living. Letters moral & entertaining, pts. 1 & 2J. & A. Arch, 1796 |
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Elizabeth Singer Rowe. propitious than ever was feigned by poets of their goddess of Beauty and Love : what was airy fiction there , was here all transporting reality . With an inimitable grace she received me in to her etherial chariot ...
Elizabeth Singer Rowe. propitious than ever was feigned by poets of their goddess of Beauty and Love : what was airy fiction there , was here all transporting reality . With an inimitable grace she received me in to her etherial chariot ...
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... beauty of the stars , I pro- mised , if you survived me , to give you an account of the planetary worlds , and their inhabitants ; I have not made half the tour of the skies , but will , if I can , describe to you the last of these no ...
... beauty of the stars , I pro- mised , if you survived me , to give you an account of the planetary worlds , and their inhabitants ; I have not made half the tour of the skies , but will , if I can , describe to you the last of these no ...
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... beauty , nor can human fancy , in its most inspired flights , conceive such amiable wonders . Perhaps , in all my planetary rambles , I shall not be able to give you an account of any objects more surprising but while I am permitted I ...
... beauty , nor can human fancy , in its most inspired flights , conceive such amiable wonders . Perhaps , in all my planetary rambles , I shall not be able to give you an account of any objects more surprising but while I am permitted I ...
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... Beauty , how wondrous , how ineffable , the vision ! fulness of joy is in his pre- sence , rapture and inexpressible ecstasy : the fair- est seraph stops his lute , and , with a graceful pause , confesses the subject too great for his ...
... Beauty , how wondrous , how ineffable , the vision ! fulness of joy is in his pre- sence , rapture and inexpressible ecstasy : the fair- est seraph stops his lute , and , with a graceful pause , confesses the subject too great for his ...
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... beauty and liberty , and my own life ; the wounds I received gave a free pas- sage to my soul , which took its flight with no other regret than that of parting with you , if it may be called a separation ; for I have been your constant ...
... beauty and liberty , and my own life ; the wounds I received gave a free pas- sage to my soul , which took its flight with no other regret than that of parting with you , if it may be called a separation ; for I have been your constant ...
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Page 127 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 83 - God hath showed me the path of life: in his presence is fulness of joy, and at his right hand, are pleasures for evermore.
Page 111 - Just men, by whom impartial laws were given; And saints, who taught, and led the way to heaven. Ne'er to these chambers, where the mighty rest, Since their foundation, came a nobler guest; Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss convey'd A fairer spirit, or more welcome shade. In what new region, to the just assign'd, What new employments please th
Page 69 - I had a wrongapprehension of every thing in nature. I have pursued shadows, and entertained myself with dreams. I have been treasuring up dust, and sporting myself with the wind. I look back on...
Page 69 - No words can paint the force and vivacity of my apprehensions. Every doubt wears the face of horror, and would perfectly overwhelm me, but for some faint beams of hope, which dart across the tremendous gloom ! What tongue can utter the anguish of a soul suspended between the extremes of infinite joy and eternal misery ? I am throwing my last stake for eternity, and tremble and shudder for the important event: Good GOD ! how have I employed myself!
Page 69 - It is this which arms death with all its terrors ; else I could still mock at fear, and smile in the face of the gloomy monarch. It is not giving up my breath ; it is not being for ever insensible, is the thought at wjjich I shrink : it is the? terrible hereafter, the something beyond the grave at which I recoil.
Page 69 - But could the pale carcase speak, it would soon reply : — , False marble, where ? Nothing but poor and sordid dust lies here ! While some flattering panegyric is pronounced at my interment, I may perhaps be hearing my just condemnation at a superior tribunal ; where an unerring; verdict may sentence me to everlasting infamy. But I cast myself on his absolute mercy, through the infinite merits of the Redeemer of lost mankind. Adieu, till we meet in the world of spirits.
Page 69 - ... that shall raise me to the heights of happiness, or sink me to the depths of misery. While you read these lines, I shall be either groaning under the agonies of absolute despair, or triumphing in fullness of joy.
Page 76 - He speaks in all, and is in all things found, I hear him, I perceive him all around; In nature's lovely and unblemish'd face, With joy, his sacred lineaments I trace. O glorious Being! O supremely fair?