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Página 84 - And they sung a new song, saying, "Thou art worthy to take the book and to open the seals thereof; for thou wast slain and hast redeemed us to God by thy blood out of every kindred and tongue and people and nation; and hast made us unto our God kings and priests; and we shall reign on the earth.
Página 219 - Now, if untired, consider, friend, What I avoid to gain my end. I never am at Meeting seen, Meeting, that region of the Spleen ; The broken heart, the busy fiend, The inward call, on Spleen depend. Law, licensed breaking of the peace, To which vacation is disease ; A gipsy diction, scarce known well By the...
Página 38 - Arise, lift up the lad, and hold him in thine hand; for I will make him a great nation. 19 And God opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water; and she went, and filled the bottle with water, and gave the lad drink.
Página 56 - Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render praises unto thee. 13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
Página 212 - Poetic buckets for dry wells. School-helps I want, to climb on high, Where all the ancient treasures lie, And there unseen commit a theft On wealth, in Greek exchequers left.
Página 223 - We find employ'd as engineers : This view my forward zeal so shocks, In vain they hold the money-box. At such a conduct, which intends By vicious means such virtuous ends, I laugh off Spleen, and keep my pence From spoiling Indian innocence.
Página 71 - For the grave cannot praise thee, Death cannot celebrate thee : They that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth. The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day : The father to the children shall make known thy truth.
Página 235 - And sign the acquittance for the wrong. He for his creatures must decree More happiness than misery, Or be supposed to create, Curious to try, what 'tis to hate ; And do an act, which rage infers, 'Cause lameness halts, or blindness errs.
Página 234 - Entium Ens! divinely great!" Hold, Muse, nor melting pinions try, Nor near the blazing glory fly ; Nor, straining, break thy feeble bow, Unfeather'd arrows far to throw Through fields unknown, nor madly stray, Where no ideas mark the way.
Página 240 - To scripture plainness dress is brought, And speech, apparel to the thought ; They hiss, from instinct, at red coats, And war, whose work is cutting throats, Forbid, and press the law of love : Breathing the spirit of the dove. Lucrative doctrines they detest, As...