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Historia Rievallensis: Containing the History of Kirkby Moorside, and an ...
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Page 158 - Then answered Peter, and said unto Jesus, LORD, it is good for us to be here : if thou wilt, let us make here three tabernacles ; one for thee, and one for Moses, and one for Elias.
Page 193 - He is the happy man whose life e'en now Shows somewhat of that happier life to come ; Who, doom'd to an obscure but tranquil state, Is pleased with it, and, were he free to choose, Would make his fate his choice; whom peace, the fruit Of virtue, and whom virtue, fruit of faith, Prepare for happiness ; bespeak him one Content indeed to sojourn while he must Below the skies, but having there his home.
Page 102 - Of mimic statesmen, and their merry king. No wit to flatter, left of all his store! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends!
Page 197 - As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man ; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them : they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
Page 232 - And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Page 159 - Ah ! sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, nor fear, — Peace, peace is the watchword, the only one here ! Unto Death, to whom monarchs must bow ? Ah, no ! for his empire is known, And here there are trophies enow ! Beneath — the cold dead, and around — the dark stone, Are the signs of a scepter that none may disown.
Page 158 - Shall we build to Ambition ? Ah no ! Affrighted, he shrinketh away, — For see, they would pin him below In a dark narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey.
Page 159 - ... adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore. Shall we build to the purple of Pride, The trappings which dizen the proud?
Page 27 - For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of things in the sea, is tamed, and hath been tamed of mankind: but the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.