Lectures on the Sphere and Duties of Woman: And Other SubjectsJ. Murphy, 1841 - 272 páginas |
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... lords of the Philistines . Poetry , that great awakener of the intellect of a people , has scarcely ap- peared amongst us . Though certainly a sensitive and imaginative people , our native poets have found INTRODUCTORY . 15.
... lords of the Philistines . Poetry , that great awakener of the intellect of a people , has scarcely ap- peared amongst us . Though certainly a sensitive and imaginative people , our native poets have found INTRODUCTORY . 15.
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... are founded . They do not begin by saying , thou shalt do this or that , but they go deeper , and say , " Thou shalt love the Lord thy God , with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and SPHERE AND DUTIES OF WOMAN . 105.
... are founded . They do not begin by saying , thou shalt do this or that , but they go deeper , and say , " Thou shalt love the Lord thy God , with all thy heart , and with all thy soul , and SPHERE AND DUTIES OF WOMAN . 105.
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... Lord , for he hath triumphed gloriously , The horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea . " Or as another poetess of our own times has rendered it into modern verse ; " Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea , Jehovah hath ...
... Lord , for he hath triumphed gloriously , The horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea . " Or as another poetess of our own times has rendered it into modern verse ; " Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea , Jehovah hath ...
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... Lord's song in a strange land ? If I forget thee , O Jerusalem , Let my right hand forget her cunning ! If I do not remember thee , Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth ! If I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy ! " In the ...
... Lord's song in a strange land ? If I forget thee , O Jerusalem , Let my right hand forget her cunning ! If I do not remember thee , Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth ! If I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy ! " In the ...
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... Lord went out and smote the camp of the Assyrians , an hundred and four score and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning , behold , they were all dead men . " This event in the few words of the simple narrative is ...
... Lord went out and smote the camp of the Assyrians , an hundred and four score and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning , behold , they were all dead men . " This event in the few words of the simple narrative is ...
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Página 197 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had liv'da blessed time; for, from this instant, There's nothing serious in mortality : All is but toys : renown, and grace, is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Página 188 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing, startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Página 181 - And there lay the rider, distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail...
Página 180 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Página 46 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Página 180 - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the Lord went out and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
Página 183 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Página 173 - By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Página 184 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Página 27 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.