|  | books.google.com 1820 ... Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishing^; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realiz'd. High instincts, before which our mortal Nuturc Did tremble like a guilty Thing surpriz'd: But for those first affections. Those shadowy recoil eetions, "Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a m aster light ... He delights to trace out those ties of sympathy by which the meanest of beings are cdnnectcd with the general heart. |
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 | books.google.com The message was delivered, and the following returned : " Tell him that I am engaged with his Master. ... Where worlds and systems roll, Is there one solitary traces Of blemish in the whole : Nay ; even on this mortal sphere. Where man is struggling now, A creature tilled with want and fear, And death writ on his brow, Shall harmony at last evolve By rich experience won, And each obedient soul's resolve ... |
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 | books.google.com 1741 If I am ever dealt with unjust- the mastery over themselves and their pasty, I say to myself, that just Being who sions, even during life, if, ... the less to break, when I of those which are unknown ; the heart, am obliged to quit this mortal scene. at a certain age, while it is yet free, ... a the order of the universe, and adore its virtuous man will be one day much su- all-wise creator, whose features I trace in perior. |
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 | books.google.com I feel, indeed, and deeply do I feel it, that I am now presuming to enter upon thrice holy ground, ground whereon it is difficult for mortal speculation to enter without casting ... Much do I fear that, day by day, opinions more or less allied to that seductive form of belief called Univer- salism, or, in plain ... It takes but little ingenuity to trace it in many of the most popular literary productions of our own times. |
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 | books.google.com I feel, indeed, and deeply do I feel it, that I am now presuming to enter upon thrice holy ground, ground whereon it is difficult for mortal speculation to enter without ... Much do I fear that, day by day, opinions more or less allied to that seductive form of belief called Universalism, or, in plain English, ... It takes but little ingenuity to trace it in many of the most popular literary productions of our own times. |
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 | books.google.com Shall we rob ourselves of content, because our bodies are mortal ? ... of hie reason ; and, although we, at the present day, might feel inclined, from motives purely philosophical, to reply to it with a negative, yet, if we follow up the feelings excited by the question, into the general detail of human action if we trace the secret windings ... we shall be inclined to admit that the love of life is the strongest , the most invincible principle by which not only man but every living creature is actuated. |
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 | books.google.com 1821 With what an august scene am I presented; orb placed beyond orb in the ethereal expanse, at distances too remote for human calculation ! ... reach of mortal sight or conception, how small, how comparatively insignificant a creature am I! Like a drop taken from the vast ... Yet, while I stand beholding with admiration yonder luminaries, I feel myself supported in life and in the exercise of my ... Methinks I see its sprightly beams gilding the horizon, and leading on the bright triumphant day! |
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