The Ackworth reading book, being selections from the best English authors in prose and poetry, for the use of Ackworth school, by W. Pollard1865 |
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... Rest in Heaven ... On Prayer Wit and Humour ... ... Political Monasticism The Golden Age of Elizabeth BISHOP HALL 1 ... 10 MILTON ... 19 ... ... ... ... RICHARD BAXTER 23 JEREMY TAYLOR 32 ... SYDNEY SMITH 113 ... 123 128 ... ... 162 169 ...
... Rest in Heaven ... On Prayer Wit and Humour ... ... Political Monasticism The Golden Age of Elizabeth BISHOP HALL 1 ... 10 MILTON ... 19 ... ... ... ... RICHARD BAXTER 23 JEREMY TAYLOR 32 ... SYDNEY SMITH 113 ... 123 128 ... ... 162 169 ...
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... rest in doing his office ? I can tell , for I know him who it is ; I know him well . But now I think I see you listening and hearken- ing that I should name him . There is one that passeth all the others , and is the most diligent ...
... rest in doing his office ? I can tell , for I know him who it is ; I know him well . But now I think I see you listening and hearken- ing that I should name him . There is one that passeth all the others , and is the most diligent ...
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... rest he chose to work by countermines . His purposes were two the one to lay open the abuse , the other to break the knot of the conspirators . To detect the abuse , there were but two ways the first , to make it manifest to the world ...
... rest he chose to work by countermines . His purposes were two the one to lay open the abuse , the other to break the knot of the conspirators . To detect the abuse , there were but two ways the first , to make it manifest to the world ...
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... rests on the earth , nor as this flesh shall rest in the grave , nor such a rest as the carnal world desires . O , blessed rest ! when we shall rest not , day and night , saying , “ Holy , holy , holy , Lord God Almighty ! " when we shall ...
... rests on the earth , nor as this flesh shall rest in the grave , nor such a rest as the carnal world desires . O , blessed rest ! when we shall rest not , day and night , saying , “ Holy , holy , holy , Lord God Almighty ! " when we shall ...
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... Rest . DISCOURSE OF CHRISTIAN AND FAITHFUL . BUNYAN , 1628-1688 . 24 SWEET REST IN HEAVEN .
... Rest . DISCOURSE OF CHRISTIAN AND FAITHFUL . BUNYAN , 1628-1688 . 24 SWEET REST IN HEAVEN .
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Page 370 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 388 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne: Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 62 - And he gave it for his opinion, " that whoever could make two ears of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground, where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and do more essential service to his country, than, the whole race of politicians put together.
Page 392 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Page 367 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is ; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend ; and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood : I only speak right on...
Page 421 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Page 369 - So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 386 - Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 393 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
Page 421 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.