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David Clark, 1828 - Readers - 252 pages

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An eminent instance of true fortitude of mind
The good mans comfort in affliction
The close of life
Exalted society and the renewal of virtuous connections two sources of future felicity
The clemency and amiable character of the patriarch Joseph
CHAPTER VH Dialogues Sect 1 Democritus and Heraclitus
Dionysius Pythias audJamon
Locke and Bayle
CHAPTER VHI Public Speeches Sect 1 Cicero against Verres
Speech of Adherbal to the Roman Senate imploring their protection against Jugurtha
3 The Apostle Pauls noble defence before Festus and Agrippa
Lord Mansfields speech in the House of Lords 1770 on the bill for preventing the delays of justice by claiming the privilege of parliament
An address to young persons
Earthquake nt Calabria in the year 1638
Letter from Pliny to Germinius
On Discretion
On the government of our thoughts
On the evils which flow from unrestrained passions
On the proper slate of our temper with respect to one another
Excellence of the Holy Scriptures
Reflections occasioned by a review of the blessings pronounced by Christ on his disciples in bis sermon on the mount
Schemes of life often illusory
The pleasures of virtuous sensibility
On the true honour of man
The Influence of devotion on the happiness of life
The planctaiy and terrestrial worlds comparatively considered
The pleasures resulting from a proper use of our faculties 17 Description of candour
On the imperfection of that happiness which rests solely on worldly pleasures

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Page 183 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose,) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Page 248 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Page 245 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name; Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point: this kind this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heav'n bestows on thee. Submit. — In this, or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear: Safe in the hand of one disposing Power, Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
Page 193 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 198 - I would not enter on my list of friends (Though graced with polished manners and fine sense Yet wanting sensibility) the man Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm.
Page 222 - By shameful variance betwixt man and man. How many pine in want, and dungeon glooms, Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs...
Page 194 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator...
Page 223 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise, Whether to deck with clouds th' uncolour'd sky, Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, Rising or falling still advance his praise.
Page 192 - Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied, for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant* sung; Silence was...
Page 245 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent Spreads undivided, operates unspent, Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart, As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.

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