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Page 173 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Page 173 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear ; Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal.
Page 201 - I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill ; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Page 201 - But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that Heav'n-directed spire to rise? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Page 28 - ... earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator ! oft in bands While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk, With heavenly touch of instrumental sounds, In full harmonic number join'd, their songs Divide the night, and lift our thoughts to heaven.
Page 1 - Some unmark'd fibre, or some varying vein. Shall only man be taken in the gross ? Grant but as many sorts of mind as moss.
Page 206 - To caves bestrew'd with many a mouldering bone. And cells whose echoes only learn to groan — Where no kind bars a whispering friend disclose — No sunbeam enters, and no zephyr blows — He treads, iuemulous of fame or wealth, Profuse of toil, and prodigal of health...
Page 201 - Cast in his dart, which made three moidores light ; 'And, as he saw his darling money fail, Blew his last breath, to sink the lighter scale.
Page 206 - Where'er mankind and misery are found — O'er burning sands, deep waves, or wilds of snow, Thy HOWARD, journeying, seeks the house of woe.
Page 207 - Mercy through the gloom, And shows the prison, sister to the tomb ! — Gives to her babes the self-devoted wife, To her fond husband liberty and life ! — — The spirits of the good, who bend from high Wide o'er these earthly scenes their partial eye, When first, array 'd in Virtue's purest robe, They saw her Howard traversing the globe ; Saw round his brows her sun-like glory blaze In arrowy circles of unwearied rays ; Mistook a mortal for an angel-guest, And ask'd what seraph-foot the earth...