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Etukansi
Oxford University Press, 1876
 

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Sivu 33 - Then shall this general confession be made, in the name of all those that are minded to receive the Holy Communion...
Sivu 141 - Six hours in sleep, in law's grave study six. Four spend in prayer— the rest on nature fix. Rather. Six hours to law, to soothing slumber seven, Ten to the world allot, and 'all to heaven.
Sivu 72 - And they met Moses and Aaron, who stood in the way, as they came forth from Pharaoh: and they said unto them, The LORD look upon you, and judge; because ye have made our savour to be abhorred in the eyes of Pharaoh, and in the eyes of his servants, to put a sword in their hand to slay us.
Sivu 21 - If chance will have me king, why, chance may crown me, Without my stir.
Sivu 294 - Excise. A hateful tax levied upon commodities, and adjudged not by the common judges of property, but wretches hired by those to whom excise is paid.
Sivu 234 - He, being made perfect in a short time, fulfilled a long time: For his soul pleased the Lord: therefore hasted he to take him away from among the wicked.
Sivu 325 - This world is the nurse of all we know, This world is the mother of all we feel, And the coming of death is a fearful blow To a brain unencompassed with nerves of steel ; When all that we know, or feel, or see, Shall pass like an unreal mystery.
Sivu 185 - Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you his service your delight, Your wants shall be his care.
Sivu 159 - Making their tomb the womb wherein they grew ? Was it his spirit, by spirits taught to write Above a mortal pitch, that struck me dead? No, neither he, nor his compeers by night Giving him aid, my verse astonished. He, nor that affable familiar ghost Which nightly gulls him with intelligence, As victors of my silence cannot boast ;' I was not sick of any fear from thence : But when your countenance fill'd up his line, Then lack'd I matter ; that enfeebled mine.
Sivu 307 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.

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