The Confessions of J. Lackington: Late Bookseller, at the Temple of the MusesJ. Wilson and D. Hitt, 1808 - 189 pages |
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... thing of the kind , he thinks he should not have performed his duty to God or man , nor have had any just ground to expect pardon from either such is his sense and abhorrence of the pernicious and infidel tendency of those parts of his ...
... thing of the kind , he thinks he should not have performed his duty to God or man , nor have had any just ground to expect pardon from either such is his sense and abhorrence of the pernicious and infidel tendency of those parts of his ...
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... thing . He owned that he was greatly attached to alchymical and mystical authors ; but he would confess that , al- though he believed some of their writings were dictated by the Spirit of God , yet that he did not pretend to understand ...
... thing . He owned that he was greatly attached to alchymical and mystical authors ; but he would confess that , al- though he believed some of their writings were dictated by the Spirit of God , yet that he did not pretend to understand ...
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... things , without any such assistance ; that , like other pious authors , they at times only wrote their own opinions ; so that Mr. Denis only believed so much of the Bi- ble as he approved of . The divinity of Christ , the doctrine of ...
... things , without any such assistance ; that , like other pious authors , they at times only wrote their own opinions ; so that Mr. Denis only believed so much of the Bi- ble as he approved of . The divinity of Christ , the doctrine of ...
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... things which were inconsistent with the character of a Christian , and yet , like him , I was not wil- ling to suppose those practices were at variance with the most exalted notions of rational Christi . anity . Having , like John ...
... things which were inconsistent with the character of a Christian , and yet , like him , I was not wil- ling to suppose those practices were at variance with the most exalted notions of rational Christi . anity . Having , like John ...
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... thing , even of his own existence . Now , there must be two eternal substances , matter and spirit , and then there can ... things ; He never lov'd to pray With holy men , nor in a holy place- -It is a perilous tale ! I am , WORDSWORŢE ...
... thing , even of his own existence . Now , there must be two eternal substances , matter and spirit , and then there can ... things ; He never lov'd to pray With holy men , nor in a holy place- -It is a perilous tale ! I am , WORDSWORŢE ...
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Page 138 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 113 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us — Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 141 - For, letting down the golden chain from high, He drew his audience upward to the sky...
Page 82 - Here is firm footing ; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides • Sinks under us ; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Page 101 - A rise in blessing ! with the patriarch's joy, Thy call I follow to the land unknown : I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust ; Or life, or death, is equal ; neither weighs : All weight in this — O let me live to Thee ! Though nature's terrors, thus, may be repress'd ; Still frowns grim death ; guilt points the tyrant's spear.
Page 145 - ... and wherever he went, he diffused a portion of his own felicity. Easy and affable in his demeanour, he accommodated himself to every sort of company, and showed how happily the most finished courtesy may be blended with the most perfect piety. In his conversation, we might be at a loss whether to admire most, his fine classical taste, his extensive knowledge of men and things, or his overflowing goodness of heart.
Page 148 - ... heaven ; to him they looked as their father, their benefactor, their guide to glory and immortality ; for him they fell prostrate before God, with prayers and tears to spare his doom, and prolong his stay. Such a recompense as this is sufficient to repay the toils of the longest life.
Page 117 - And in a like way of reflection it may be added, that he who denies the Scripture to have been from God upon account of these difficulties, may, for the very same reason, deny the world to have been formed by him.
Page 75 - How were we struck! yet, soon after, still more. With what an eye of distraction, what a face of despair, he cried out: ' My principles have poisoned my friend! my extravagance has beggared my boy! my unkindness has murdered my wife ! And is there another hell ? Oh ! thou blasphemed, yet indulgent LORD GOD ! hell itself is a refuge, if it hide me from thy frown!
Page 142 - But when the precious coin is kept unclean, The Sovereign's image is no longer seen. If they be foul on whom the people trust, Well may the baser brass contract a rust.