The London Quarterly Review, Volum 35

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William Lonsdale Watkinson, William Theophilus Davison
Tresidder, 1871
 

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Pàgina 516 - Travelleth towards the land of Heaven ; Over the silver mountains Where spring the nectar fountains. There will I kiss the bowl of bliss, And drink mine everlasting fill Upon every milken hill. My soul will be a-dry before, But after, it will thirst no more.
Pàgina 516 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage ; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage. Blood must be my body's balmer; No other balm will there be given; Whilst my soul, like a white palmer, Travels to the land of heaven...
Pàgina 153 - The adversaries of the Lord shall be broken to pieces; Out of heaven shall he thunder upon them : The Lord shall judge the ends of the earth ; And he shall give strength unto his king, And exalt the horn of his anointed.
Pàgina 153 - But go thou thy way till the end be: for thou shalt rest, and stand in thy lot at the end of the days.
Pàgina 84 - If I go along trembling, like a cloud driven by the wind; have mercy, Almighty, have mercy.
Pàgina 195 - The power of all the griefs and trials of a man is hidden beneath its words. It is the representative of his best moments, and all that there has been about him of soft, and gentle, and pure, and penitent, and good, speaks to him for ever out of his English Bible. It is his sacred thing, which doubt has never dimmed, and controversy never soiled.
Pàgina 159 - I the Lord search the heart, I try the reins, even to give every man according to his ways, and according to the fruit of his doings.
Pàgina 278 - Prig was a fair specimen of a Hospital Nurse; and that the Hospitals, with their means and funds, should have left it to private humanity and enterprise...
Pàgina 195 - Who will say that the uncommon beauty and marvellous English of the Protestant Bible is not one of the great strongholds of heresy in this country ? It lives on the ear, like music that can never be forgotten, like the sound of church bells, which the convert hardly knows how he can forego. Its felicities often seem to be almost things rather than words. It is part of the national mind, and the anchor of national seriousness.
Pàgina 246 - DONALDSON'S The Theatre of the Greeks. A Treatise on the History and Exhibition of the Greek Drama. With numerous Illustrations and 3 Plans. By John William Donaldson, DD 5*.

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