The Quarterly Review

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William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle)
John Murray, 1820 - English literature
 

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Page 197 - The condition of Man after the fall of Adam is such, that he cannot turn and prepare himself, by his own natural strength and good works, to faith, and calling upon God. Wherefore we have no power to do good works pleasant and acceptable to God, without the grace of God by Christ preventing us, that we may have a good will, and working with us, when we have that good will.
Page 168 - The true genius is a mind of large general powers, accidentally determined to some particular direction.
Page 324 - Neither be ye idolaters, as were some of them; as it is written, The people sat down to eat and drink, and rose up to play.
Page 405 - Whoe'er thou be,— • Confess thy folly, — kiss the rod, And in thy chastening sorrows see The hand of GOD: " A bruised reed he will not break ; Afflictions all his children feel ; He wounds them for his im-iey's sake, He wounds to heal ! " Humbled beneath his mighty hand, Prostrate his Providence adore : Tis done! — Arise ! HE bids thee stand, To fall no more.
Page 202 - to put on, as the elect of God, (holy and beloved), bowels of mercy, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, long-suffering ; forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any, even as Christ forgave us,
Page 275 - Jesus was the author and finisher of the faith; to which nothing can be added, and from which nothing can be taken...
Page 558 - Life of Andrew Melville. Containing Illustrations of the Ecclesiastical and Literary History of Scotland in the Sixteenth and Seventeenth Centuries. Crown 8vo, 6s.
Page 461 - A lightless sulphur, chok'd with smoky fogs Of an infected darkness : in this place Dwell many thousand thousand sundry sorts Of never-dying deaths: there damned souls Roar without pity; there are gluttons fed With toads and adders; there is burning oil Pour'd down the drunkard's throat; the usurer Is forced to sup whole draughts of molten gold...
Page 445 - After the tower had proceeded some way, a pilgrim announced that he was ready to offer himself a sacrifice to the idol. He laid himself down in the road before the tower as it was moving along, lying on his face, with his arms stretched forwards. The multitude passed round him, leaving the space clear, and he was crushed to death by the wheels of the tower. A shout of joy was raised to the god. He is said to smile when the libation of the blood is made.
Page 200 - We are accounted righteous before God, only for the Merit of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ by Faith; and not for our own Works or Deservings.

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