The River Dove: With Some Quiet Thoughts on the Happy Practice of Angling

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William Pickering, 1847 - Fishing - 296 pages
 

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Page 98 - And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
Page 205 - Me through their word ; that they all may be one ; as Thou, FATHER, art in Me, and I in Thee, that they alfo may be one in Us : that the world may believe that Thou haft fent Me.
Page 286 - Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Page 148 - Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God now accepteth thy works.
Page 286 - As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Page 210 - O thou afflicted, tossed with tempest, and not comforted, behold, I will lay thy stones with fair colours, and lay thy foundations with sapphires. And I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones.
Page 220 - And he set the cherubims within the inner house: and they stretched forth the wings of the cherubims, so that the wing of the one touched the one wall, and the wing of the other cherub touched the other wall; and their wings touched one another in the midst of the house.
Page 158 - ... airy creatures, breathes such sweet loud music out of her little instrumental throat, that it might make mankind to think miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very labourer sleeps securely, should hear, as I have very often, the clear airs, the sweet descants, the natural rising and falling, the doubling and redoubling of her voice, might well be lifted above earth, and say, Lord, what music hast thou provided for the Saints in Heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music...
Page 209 - I met a reverend good old man : Whom when for Peace I did demand, he thus began ; There was a Prince of old At Salem dwelt, who lived with good increase Of flock and fold.
Page 208 - I did ; — and, going, did a rainbow note : Surely, thought I, This is the lace of Peace's coat : I will search out the matter. But while I look'd the clouds immediately Did break and scatter. Then went I to a garden, and did spy A gallant flower, The crown imperial. " Sure," said I, " Peace at the root must dwell.

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