The Whigs of Scotland: Or, The Last of the Stuarts. An Historical Romance of the Scottish Persecution, Volume 1J. & J. Harper, 1833 |
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Page 121 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruin'd central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Page 24 - For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; or whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord's.
Page 33 - Be call'd our mother, but our grave; where nothing, But who knows nothing , is once seen to smile : Where sighs, and groans, and shrieks that rend the air, Are made , not mark'd ; where violent sorrow seems A modern ecstasy : the dead man's knell Is there scarce ask'd , for whom ; and good men's lives Expire before the flowers in their caps , • Dying or ere they sicken.
Page 33 - Alas, poor country! Almost afraid to know itself. It cannot Be called our mother, but our grave; where nothing But who knows nothing is once seen to smile; Where sighs and groans and shrieks that rend the air Are made, not marked; where violent sorrow seems A modern ecstasy.
Page 73 - Lochiel, Lochiel, beware of the day! For dark and despairing, my sight I may seal, But man cannot cover what God would reveal: 'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore, And coming events cast their shadows before.
Page 127 - And now about the cauldron sing, Like elves and fairies in a ring, Enchanting all that you put in. SONG. Black spirits and white, Red spirits and grey ; Mingle, mingle, mingle, You that mingle may.
Page 94 - Where you go, I will go... your people shall be my people, and your God my God.
Page 120 - And God appeared to me in a vision at night and said to me, 'Go to Ramath Hazor which is north of Bethel, the place where you dwell, and lift up your eyes and look to the east and to the west and to the south and to the north; and behold all this land which I give to you and your seed for ever.
Page 135 - For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us front the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.