Conversations at CambridgeJ.W. Parker, 1836 - 299 pages |
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... Christian Soldier . Such a depth of intellect , such a nervousness of style , such a variety of illustration , such a power of argument , are to be looked for only in the writings of that race of Giants . Donne's poetry must be sought ...
... Christian Soldier . Such a depth of intellect , such a nervousness of style , such a variety of illustration , such a power of argument , are to be looked for only in the writings of that race of Giants . Donne's poetry must be sought ...
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... Christian : — I care not , Fortune , what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace , You cannot shut the windows of the sky , Through which Aurora shows her brightening face . You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The ...
... Christian : — I care not , Fortune , what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace , You cannot shut the windows of the sky , Through which Aurora shows her brightening face . You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The ...
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... Christ . But the resplendent sword was of celestial temper , and that costly armour was mighty against the dart of the enemy as any coat of iron mail ; -it protected while it shone * . PULPIT ELOQUENCE . - NORRIS OF BEMERTON . In the ...
... Christ . But the resplendent sword was of celestial temper , and that costly armour was mighty against the dart of the enemy as any coat of iron mail ; -it protected while it shone * . PULPIT ELOQUENCE . - NORRIS OF BEMERTON . In the ...
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... Christ Church , appears , according to the fashion of the age , to have studied also in this College . Never has one individual united so many suffrages in his favour ; never have the Graces bound so many garlands on any other grave ...
... Christ Church , appears , according to the fashion of the age , to have studied also in this College . Never has one individual united so many suffrages in his favour ; never have the Graces bound so many garlands on any other grave ...
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... Christian strain of his elo- quence , you have only to open his Defence to be convinced . The harp of Sion has never been lauded in a more glowing or beautiful eulogium . The highest compliment I can bestow upon the poetry of his friend ...
... Christian strain of his elo- quence , you have only to open his Defence to be convinced . The harp of Sion has never been lauded in a more glowing or beautiful eulogium . The highest compliment I can bestow upon the poetry of his friend ...
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Page 23 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 79 - Here let me careless and unthoughtful lying, Hear the soft winds above me flying With all their wanton boughs dispute, And the more tuneful birds to both replying, Nor be myself too mute.
Page 110 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...
Page 193 - O early ripe! to thy abundant store What could advancing age have added more? It might (what Nature never gives the young) Have taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But satire needs not those, and wit will shine Through the harsh cadence of a rugged line.
Page 149 - For men have entered into a desire of learning and knowledge, sometimes upon a natural curiosity and inquisitive appetite; sometimes to entertain their minds with variety and delight ; sometimes for ornament and reputation ; and sometimes to enable them to victory of wit and contradiction ; and most times for lucre and profession ; and seldom sincerely to give a true account of their gift of reason, to the benefit and use of men...
Page 63 - And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night.
Page 261 - To be of no Church is dangerous. Religion, of which the rewards are distant, and which is animated only by Faith and Hope, will glide by degrees out of the mind, unless it be invigorated and reimpressed by external ordinances, by stated calls to worship, and the salutary influence of example.
Page 149 - If therefore ye be loath to dishearten utterly and discontent, not the mercenary crew of false pretenders to learning, but the free and ingenuous sort of such as evidently were born to study and love learning for itself, not for lucre or any other end but the service of God and of truth, and perhaps that lasting fame and perpetuity of praise which God and good men have consented shall be the reward of those whose published labours advance the good of mankind...
Page 142 - Alas, sir ! a commonwealth ought to be but as one huge christian personage, one mighty growth and stature of an honest man, as big and compact in virtue as in body...
Page 47 - Unhappy White ! while life was in its spring,* And thy young muse just waved her joyous wing, The spoiler came ; and all thy promise fair Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there. Oh ! what a noble heart was here undone, When Science...