History of English Literature, Volume 34Colonial Press, 1900 - English literature |
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... thee , holy Rome bathed in the blood of so many martyrs . " Imagine , if you may , the effect which the shameless paganism of the Italian Renaissance had upon such a mind , so loyal , so Christian . The beauty of art , the charm of a ...
... thee , holy Rome bathed in the blood of so many martyrs . " Imagine , if you may , the effect which the shameless paganism of the Italian Renaissance had upon such a mind , so loyal , so Christian . The beauty of art , the charm of a ...
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... Thee . But I weep , and my breast heaves , and my heart is broken . Lord , let me feel my- self redeemed , pardoned , Thy elect one , Thy faithful one ; give me grace , and give me faith ! " Then , " says Luther , “ I felt myself born ...
... Thee . But I weep , and my breast heaves , and my heart is broken . Lord , let me feel my- self redeemed , pardoned , Thy elect one , Thy faithful one ; give me grace , and give me faith ! " Then , " says Luther , “ I felt myself born ...
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... Thee , the God of all mercy , perfect remission and forgiveness . " The same idea of sin , repentance , and moral renovation con- tinually recurs ; the master - thought is always that of the heart humbled before invisible justice , and ...
... Thee , the God of all mercy , perfect remission and forgiveness . " The same idea of sin , repentance , and moral renovation con- tinually recurs ; the master - thought is always that of the heart humbled before invisible justice , and ...
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... as ever he did in his life ; and when ready to be chained to the post , said aloud , " O heavenly Latimer's Sermons , ed . Corrie , " First Sermon on the Lord's Prayer . " Father , I give Thee most hearty thanks , for 30 TAINE.
... as ever he did in his life ; and when ready to be chained to the post , said aloud , " O heavenly Latimer's Sermons , ed . Corrie , " First Sermon on the Lord's Prayer . " Father , I give Thee most hearty thanks , for 30 TAINE.
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Hippolyte Taine. Father , I give Thee most hearty thanks , for that Thou hast called me to be a professor of Thee , even unto death . " Latimer in his turn , when they brought the lighted fagots , cried , “ Be of good comfort , Master ...
Hippolyte Taine. Father , I give Thee most hearty thanks , for that Thou hast called me to be a professor of Thee , even unto death . " Latimer in his turn , when they brought the lighted fagots , cried , “ Be of good comfort , Master ...
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Page 24 - Almighty and most merciful Father : We have erred and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep. We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts. We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done ; and we have done those things which we ought not to have done ; and there is no health in us.
Page 299 - Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state With daring aims irregularly great ; Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by...
Page 114 - And I turned to see the voice that spake with me. And being turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks ; and in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle.
Page 260 - Now strike the golden lyre again ; A louder yet, and yet a louder strain. Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark, the horrid sound Has raised up his head ; As awaked from the dead, And, amazed, he stares around. "Revenge, revenge!
Page 95 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Page 331 - Bagdat, in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and passing from one thought to another, ' Surely,' said I, ' man is but a shadow, and life a dream.
Page 249 - Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please, Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease ? And all to leave what with his toil he won To that unfeathered two-legged thing, a son, Got, while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy.
Page 41 - For so have I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and frequent weighing of his wings, till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant and stay till the storm was over ; and then...
Page 332 - But tell me further, said he, what thou discoverest on it. I see multitudes of people passing over it, said I, and a black cloud hanging on each end of it. As I looked more attentively, I saw several of the passengers dropping through the bridge, into the great tide that flowed underneath it ; and upon...
Page 261 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain. Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew. Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes, And glitt'ring temples of their hostile gods...