The Confessions of J. Lackington: Late Bookseller, at the Temple of the MusesJ. Wilson and D. Hitt, 1808 - 189 pages |
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... gave up Christ entirely , and was a philosophical deist ; and pitied the poor ignorant Christians for suffering themselves to be kept in the dark . But Dick had not quite finished Bolingbroke's philosophical works before he was , from a ...
... gave up Christ entirely , and was a philosophical deist ; and pitied the poor ignorant Christians for suffering themselves to be kept in the dark . But Dick had not quite finished Bolingbroke's philosophical works before he was , from a ...
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... gave him much pleasure , as he found that I had again embraced that religion which I had so long disbelieved ; and he wrote a letter to congratulate me on the occasion . I will give you my answer to Mr. D's letter . ! >> SIR , You ...
... gave him much pleasure , as he found that I had again embraced that religion which I had so long disbelieved ; and he wrote a letter to congratulate me on the occasion . I will give you my answer to Mr. D's letter . ! >> SIR , You ...
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... neglects his duty towards God and man . I think the following passage , which gave Messrs . Hill and Co. so much offence , and was the first occasion of the controversy between them of the " and Mr. Fletcher , ought to be printed in 45.
... neglects his duty towards God and man . I think the following passage , which gave Messrs . Hill and Co. so much offence , and was the first occasion of the controversy between them of the " and Mr. Fletcher , ought to be printed in 45.
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... gave ? Intends not Heaven , that struck with the terrors of such an exit , we should pro- vide comfort for our own ? Would not he , who departs obdurate from it , continue adamant , though one rose from the dead ? For such a scene ...
... gave ? Intends not Heaven , that struck with the terrors of such an exit , we should pro- vide comfort for our own ? Would not he , who departs obdurate from it , continue adamant , though one rose from the dead ? For such a scene ...
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... gave my soul , And all her infinite of prospect fair . DR . YOUNG . Devotion elevates the soul to its native dignity : when renewed by divine grace it as naturally tends to the great source of its happiness , as fire does towards the ...
... gave my soul , And all her infinite of prospect fair . DR . YOUNG . Devotion elevates the soul to its native dignity : when renewed by divine grace it as naturally tends to the great source of its happiness , as fire does towards the ...
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Page 138 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 113 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us — Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 141 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Page 82 - Here is firm footing ; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides • Sinks under us ; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Page 101 - A rise in blessing ! with the patriarch's joy, Thy call I follow to the land unknown : I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust ; Or life, or death, is equal ; neither weighs : All weight in this — O let me live to Thee ! Though nature's terrors, thus, may be repress'd ; Still frowns grim death ; guilt points the tyrant's spear.
Page 145 - ... and wherever he went, he diffused a portion of his own felicity. Easy and affable in his demeanour, he accommodated himself to every sort of company, and showed how happily the most finished courtesy may be blended with the most perfect piety. In his conversation, we might be at a loss whether to admire most, his fine classical taste, his extensive knowledge of men and things, or his overflowing goodness of heart.
Page 148 - ... heaven ; to him they looked as their father, their benefactor, their guide to glory and immortality ; for him they fell prostrate before God, with prayers and tears to spare his doom, and prolong his stay. Such a recompense as this is sufficient to repay the toils of the longest life.
Page 117 - And in a like way of reflection it may be added, that he who denies the Scripture to have been from God upon account of these difficulties, may, for the very same reason, deny the world to have been formed by him.
Page 75 - How were we struck! yet, soon after, still more. With what an eye of distraction, what a face of despair, he cried out: ' My principles have poisoned my friend! my extravagance has beggared my boy! my unkindness has murdered my wife ! And is there another hell ? Oh ! thou blasphemed, yet indulgent LORD GOD ! hell itself is a refuge, if it hide me from thy frown!
Page 142 - But when the precious coin is kept unclean, The Sovereign's image is no longer seen. If they be foul on whom the people trust, Well may the baser brass contract a rust.