The Popular lecturer [afterw.] Pitman's Popular lecturer (and reader), ed. by H. Pitman, Volumes 7-9Henry Pitman 1863 |
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... heart can- not feed on sublimities and abstractions ; it cannot make a home of cold magnificence ; it cannot take immensity by the hand . For the regeneration of man and the redemption of the world , it was requisite that the Divine ...
... heart can- not feed on sublimities and abstractions ; it cannot make a home of cold magnificence ; it cannot take immensity by the hand . For the regeneration of man and the redemption of the world , it was requisite that the Divine ...
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... heart into the tongue , where it becomes another reason differing from that of the heart , and yet do both these mutually exist in each other , they belonging to one another ; and so , though being two , are one thing . Thus are the ...
... heart into the tongue , where it becomes another reason differing from that of the heart , and yet do both these mutually exist in each other , they belonging to one another ; and so , though being two , are one thing . Thus are the ...
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... heart . The doorway to high and true culture is by the moral quickening of the will . Hence all genuine regeneration can only be attained by affectional culture and heart goodness . Swedenborg has most beautifully and metaphysically ...
... heart . The doorway to high and true culture is by the moral quickening of the will . Hence all genuine regeneration can only be attained by affectional culture and heart goodness . Swedenborg has most beautifully and metaphysically ...
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... heart , By nobleness to every noble mind , By truth to all who look through natural forms , And feel the throbbing arteries of law In every pulse of Nature and of Man . NO CROSS , NO CROWN . T. L. HARRIS . -The Golden Age . N NCE Care ...
... heart , By nobleness to every noble mind , By truth to all who look through natural forms , And feel the throbbing arteries of law In every pulse of Nature and of Man . NO CROSS , NO CROWN . T. L. HARRIS . -The Golden Age . N NCE Care ...
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... heart they enter in , On errands of mercy weary never . They whisper low by the cradle - head , And bring to the babe bright dreams of Heaven , They hover around the dying bed , With words of comfort and sins forgiven . THE NIGHTINGALE ...
... heart they enter in , On errands of mercy weary never . They whisper low by the cradle - head , And bring to the babe bright dreams of Heaven , They hover around the dying bed , With words of comfort and sins forgiven . THE NIGHTINGALE ...
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Page 346 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Page 349 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction, thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And sendst him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth; there let him lay.
Page 163 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 123 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 24 - Rejoice. Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand. Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Page 229 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Page 346 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Page 120 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 125 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Page 226 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.