Lectures on the Life, Genius and Insanity of CowperR. Carter & brothers, 1856 - 415 páginas |
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... Sometimes , in the midst of darkness and despondency , in after years , Randolph would write , " I am a fatalist ! I am all but friendless . Only one human being ever knew me . She only knew me ! " The idea of that being who knew him in ...
... Sometimes , in the midst of darkness and despondency , in after years , Randolph would write , " I am a fatalist ! I am all but friendless . Only one human being ever knew me . She only knew me ! " The idea of that being who knew him in ...
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... sometimes employed , when half intoxicated , in vindicating the truth of Scripture . A deistical friend , on one such occasion , answered his argu- ments by declaring that if what he said was true then he was certainly damned by his own ...
... sometimes employed , when half intoxicated , in vindicating the truth of Scripture . A deistical friend , on one such occasion , answered his argu- ments by declaring that if what he said was true then he was certainly damned by his own ...
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... sometimes is , suddenly and unexpectedly , and always will be when God sets our sins before us in the light of His countenance . The retribu- tion in that passage he felt was for himself , and its terrors glared upon him in array ...
... sometimes is , suddenly and unexpectedly , and always will be when God sets our sins before us in the light of His countenance . The retribu- tion in that passage he felt was for himself , and its terrors glared upon him in array ...
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... sometimes in a fit of passion when alone , he would cry out aloud , and curse the hour of his birth , lifting up his eyes to heaven and exclaiming , " What sin have I committed to de- serve this ? " He could not pray , and would not ...
... sometimes in a fit of passion when alone , he would cry out aloud , and curse the hour of his birth , lifting up his eyes to heaven and exclaiming , " What sin have I committed to de- serve this ? " He could not pray , and would not ...
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... me not ; And He is safe , and must succeed , For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead . The unhappy , ill - natured , almost malignant tone sometimes assumed by Southey in his criti- 120 OLNEY HYMNS . cisms on Cowper's malady , and.
... me not ; And He is safe , and must succeed , For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead . The unhappy , ill - natured , almost malignant tone sometimes assumed by Southey in his criti- 120 OLNEY HYMNS . cisms on Cowper's malady , and.
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Página 301 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Página 123 - My panting side was charged, when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades There was I found by one who had himself Been hurt by th
Página 294 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree, And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Página 401 - Could catch the sound no more : For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank. No poet wept him : but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear : And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date: But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case.
Página 66 - It is come, I know not how, to be taken for granted by many persons, that Christianity is not so much as a subject of inquiry, but that it is now at length discovered to be fictitious. And accordingly they treat it as if, in the present age, this were an agreed point among all people of discernment...
Página 11 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Página 205 - That, reaching home, the night, they said, is near, We must not now be parted, sojourn here — The new acquaintance soon became a guest, And, made so welcome at their simple feast, He...
Página 300 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Página 376 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust, disused, and shine no more, My Mary!
Página 124 - Been hurt by th' archers. In his side he bore, And in his hands and feet, the cruel scars. With gentle force soliciting the darts, He drew them forth, and heal'd, and bade me live. Since then, with few associates, in remote And silent woods I wander, far from those My former partners of the peopled scene ; With few associates, and not wishing more. Here much I ruminate, as much I may, With other views of men and manners now Than once, and others of a life to come.