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... soul . Ritual observances an eloquent language . ... OBJECT OF THE CEREMONIES . ... 27 True Religion is interior . Rites employed to convey religious impression to the interior . Nature's convulsions around Calvary , employed to impress ...
... soul . Ritual observances an eloquent language . ... OBJECT OF THE CEREMONIES . ... 27 True Religion is interior . Rites employed to convey religious impression to the interior . Nature's convulsions around Calvary , employed to impress ...
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... soul . Here time seems to have stood still , that the visitor may view ages , and thousands of years , and successive dynasties , and relics of " temples , baths , and halls " , and arches , palaces , and structures de- dicated to all ...
... soul . Here time seems to have stood still , that the visitor may view ages , and thousands of years , and successive dynasties , and relics of " temples , baths , and halls " , and arches , palaces , and structures de- dicated to all ...
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... and her fallen greatness , and of the widowed solitude of her who generated dynas- ties , is now childless , and has survived them . Rome !. in that one word is comprised the congested history of ages CITY OF THE SOUL . 17 and men - a.
... and her fallen greatness , and of the widowed solitude of her who generated dynas- ties , is now childless , and has survived them . Rome !. in that one word is comprised the congested history of ages CITY OF THE SOUL . 17 and men - a.
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... soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee , Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery . What are our woes and sufferance ? come and see The cypress , hear the owl , and plod your way O'er ...
... soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee , Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery . What are our woes and sufferance ? come and see The cypress , hear the owl , and plod your way O'er ...
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... soul may thereby be disposed to form a just appreciation of the creation of his genius and the sublimity of his design , and become overwhelmed with a reverential awe of the sub- lime mysteries which are celebrated therein - even so ...
... soul may thereby be disposed to form a just appreciation of the creation of his genius and the sublimity of his design , and become overwhelmed with a reverential awe of the sub- lime mysteries which are celebrated therein - even so ...
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Page 272 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
Page 62 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undeflled.
Page 19 - Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
Page 362 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 224 - But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. So grant me, GOD, from every care And stain of passion free, Aloft, through Virtue's purer air, To hold my course to Thee ! No sin to cloud, no lure to stay My Soul, as home she springs ; — Thy Sunshine on her joyful way, Thy Freedom in her wings ! FALLEN IS THY THRONE.
Page 362 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd ; It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd ; It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes...
Page 361 - But yet all is not done; man disobeying, Disloyal, breaks his fealty, and sins Against the high supremacy of Heaven, Affecting godhead, and, so losing all To expiate his treason hath nought left, But to destruction sacred and devote, He, with his whole posterity, must die. Die, he or justice must; unless for him Some other, able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction ; death for death.
Page 158 - And even the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped, what waits him there ? To see profusion that he must not share ; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper luxury and thin mankind...
Page 273 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion...
Page 330 - Jehovah has triumph' d — his people are free! Sing — for the pride of the tyrant is broken, His chariots, his horsemen; all splendid and brave, How vain was their boasting ! the Lord hath but spoken, And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave. Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah has triumph'd — his people are free!