The Quarterly Review, 78. ciltJohn Murray, 1846 |
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Sayfa 32 - Who art thou?' that we may give an answer to them that sent us. What sayest thou of thyself?
Sayfa 99 - Upon the whole, I have always considered him, both in his lifetime and since his death, as approaching as nearly to the idea of a perfectly wise and virtuous man as perhaps the nature of human frailty will permit.
Sayfa 326 - Love is likewise my desert : Still to serve thee day and night my mind is prest, The wife of every Englishman is counted blest." " It would be a shame, fair lady, For to bear a woman hence ; English soldiers never carry Any such without offence.
Sayfa 253 - you shall be my confessor: when I first set out in the world, I had friends who endeavoured to shake my belief in the Christian religion. I saw difficulties which staggered me; but I kept my mind open to conviction. The evidences and doctrines of Christianity, studied with attention, made me a most firm and persuaded believer of the Christiau religion. I have made it the rule of my life, and it is the ground of my future hopes.
Sayfa 18 - What care ye now, if winter's storm Sweep ruthless o'er each silken form? Christ's blessing at your heart is warm, Ye fear no vexing mood. Alas ! of thousand bosoms kind, That daily court you and caress, How few the happy secret find Of your calm loveliness ! " Live for to-day ! to-morrow's light To-morrow's cares shall bring to sight, Go sleep like closing flowers at night, And Heaven thy morn will bless.
Sayfa 545 - But it may be that I shall leave a name sometimes remembered with expressions of goodwill in the abodes of those whose lot it is to labour and to earn their daily bread by the sweat of their brow, when they shall recruit their exhausted strength with abundant and untaxed food, the sweeter because it is no longer leavened by a sense of injustice.
Sayfa 17 - But cheerful and unchang'd the while, Your first and perfect form ye show, The same that won Eve's matron smile In the world's opening glow. The stars of heaven a course are taught Too high above our human thought ; Ye may be found if ye are sought, And as we gaze, we know Ye dwell beside our paths and homes, Our paths of sin, our homes of sorrow, And guilty man, where'er he roams, Your innocent mirth may borrow. The birds of air before us fleet, They cannot brook our shame to meet, But we may taste...
Sayfa 70 - ... law, which was the business I designed to follow, appeared nauseous to me, and I could think of no other way of pushing my fortune in the world but that of a scholar and philosopher. I was infinitely happy 'in this course of life for some months, till at last, about the beginning of September, 1729, all my ardour seemed in a moment to be extinguished, and I could no longer raise my mind to that pitch which formerly gave me such excessive pleasure.
Sayfa 99 - I returned to Edinburgh in 1769 very opulent (for I possessed a revenue of 1000/. a year), healthy, and though somewhat stricken in years, with the prospect of enjoying long my ease, and of seeing the increase of my reputation.
Sayfa 254 - When lord and lady Valentia came to see his lordship, he gave them his solemn benediction, and said, ' Be good, be virtuous, my lord ; you must come to this.' Thus he continued giving his dying benediction to all around him. On Monday morning a lucid interval gave some small hopes, but these vanished in the evening; and he continued dying, but with very little uneasiness, till Tuesday morning, August 22, when between seven and eight o'clock he expired, almost without a groan.