Rosa's summer wanderings, by the authoress of 'Floreat Ecclesia' (R. Raine). Repr., with additions, from the Churchman's companion

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Page 174 - for streams, rivulets, rills, brooks, and running waters. The idea preserved in the word font is as beautiful as it is scripturally true. ' In that day,' says the prophet Zechariah, ' there shall be a fountain opened to the house of David, and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem, for sin and uncleanness.
Page 306 - measured the waters in the hollow of His hand, and meted out heaven with a span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance.
Page 201 - remains of her master defended, And chased the hill-fox and the raven away. " How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garments, how oft didst thou start ? How many long days and long nights didst thou number, Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart ? 1
Page 201 - Walter Scott :— " I climb'd the dark brow of the mighty Helvellyn, Lakes and mountains beneath me gleam'd misty and wide ; All was still, save, by fits, when the eagle was yelling, And startling around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden Edge round the Red Tarn was bending, And
Page 201 - to weather, Till the mountain-winds wasted the tenantless clay : Not yet quite deserted, though lonely extended, For, faithful in death, his mute favourite attended, The much-lov'd remains of her master defended, And chased the hill-fox and the raven away. " How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind
Page 139 - knew a wise man who believed that if a man were permitted to make all the ballads, he need not care who should make the laws of a nation.
Page 201 - around me the echoes replied. On the right, Striden Edge round the Red Tarn was bending, And Catchedecam its left verge was defending ; One huge nameless rock in the front was impending, When I mark'd the sad spot where the wanderer had died. " Dark green was the spot 'mid the brown mountain heather, Where the pilgrim of nature lay
Page 53 - earnest brow of thought! Gaze—yet what seest thou in those fair and meek And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought ? Thou seest what grief must nurture for the sky,— What death must fashion for eternity ! " O ! joyous creatures, that will sink to rest Lightly, when those pure orisons are done,—
Page 116 - to her: —"I have been bullied by an usurper; I have been neglected by a court; but I will not be dictated to by a subject. Your man shan't stand. " ANNE Dorset, Pembroke and Montgomery.
Page 72 - As the valleys are they spread forth, as gardens by the river's side, as the trees of lign aloes which the LOBD hath planted, and as cedar trees beside the waters.

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