Sartain's Union Magazine of Literature and Art, 8-9. kötet

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197. oldal - That John Bunyan of the town of Bedford, labourer, being a person of such and such conditions, he hath (since such a time) devilishly and perniciously abstained from coming to church to hear divine service, and is a common upholder of several unlawful meetings and conventicles, to the great disturbance and distraction of the good subjects of this kingdom, contrary to the laws of our sovereign lord the king, &c.
46. oldal - Rather admire. Or, if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes — perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven, And calculate the stars; how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the Sphere With Centric and Eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and Epicycle, orb in orb.
46. oldal - Superior beings, when of late they saw A mortal man unfold all Nature's law, Admired such wisdom in an earthly shape And showed a Newton as we show an ape.
157. oldal - ... twelve gates, and at the gates twelve angels, and names written thereon, which are the names of the twelve tribes of the children of Israel.
49. oldal - Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, 'What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, ' The names of those who love the Lord.' ' And is mine one? ' said Abou. ' Nay, not so,
151. oldal - The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river : Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world...
52. oldal - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
239. oldal - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
80. oldal - On this occasion, amidst a variety of ceremonies, the names of young women were put into a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed. The pastors of the early Christian church, who by every possible means...
84. oldal - That which is born of the flesh is flesh ; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I say unto thee, Ye must be born again.

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