Memoirs of the life and writings of James Montgomery, by J. Holland and J. Everett, Volume 4

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Page 194 - Twas night ; the floods were out ; it blew A winter hurricane aloof; I heard his voice abroad, and flew To bid him welcome to my roof; I warmed, I clothed, I cheered my guest, Laid him on my own couch to rest, Then made the hearth my bed, and seemed In Eden's garden while I dreamed.
Page 253 - Unbetray'd by faithless man ; Where a tyrant never trod, Where a slave was never known, But where Nature worships GOD In the wilderness alone ; — Thither, thither would I roam ; There my children may be free : I for them will find a home, They shall find a grave for me. Though my fathers' bones afar In their native land repose, Yet beneath the twilight star Soft on mine the turf shall close.
Page 366 - O thou traveller unknown," &c. page 43, in which, with consummate art, he has carried on the action of a lyrical drama; every turn in the conflict with the mysterious being against whom he wrestles all night, being marked with precision by the varying language of the speaker, accompanied by intense, increasing interest, till the rapturous moment of discovery, when he prevails, and exclaims, " I know thee, Saviour, who thou art,
Page 154 - They have begun apparently with the only idea in their mind at the time ; another, with little relationship to the former, has been forced upon them by a refractory rhyme ; a third became necessary to eke out a verse, a fourth to begin one ; and so on, till, having compiled a sufficient number of stanzas of so many lines, and lines of so many syllables, the operation has been suspended ; whereas it might, with equal consistency, have been continued to any imaginable length, and the tenth or ten thousandth...
Page 83 - I shall see yet again. They think it necessary to the existence of divine truth, that he who once had possession of it should never finally lose it. I admit the solidity of this reasoning in every case but my own.
Page 155 - ... verses, collocated as they came, and the burden a cento of phrases, figures, and ideas, the common property of every writer who had none of his own, and therefore found in the works of each, unimproved, if not unimpaired, from generation to generation. — Such rhapsodies may be sung from time to time, and keep alive devotion already kindled ; but they leave no trace in the memory, make no impression on the heart, and fall through the mind as sounds glide through the ear, — pleasant, it may...
Page 375 - Raised by friendship, in memory of four sons and two daughters of John and Ann Rigg, of this city ; viz. : Ann Guthrie Rigg, aged 19 years; Eliza Rigg, aged 17 ; Thos.
Page 142 - I was prostrate in the dust, without strength to rise, or a friend powerful enough to raise me, I still clung to my pride, or, rather, my pride clung to me, like the venomed robe of Hercules, not to be torn away but at the expense of life itself. However haughtily I may have carried myself in later trials or conflicts, the warmth and sunshine of this evening, within these walls, compel me irresistibly, because willingly, to cast off every incumbrance, to lay my pride at your feet, and stand before...
Page 227 - Nor men alone, but the earth itself is to praise its Maker. Made subject to vanity for a while by a sad necessity, the creation itself also is to be delivered from the bondage of corruption, and brought into the glorious liberty of the children of God, so that sea and forest, field and flood, are to be joyful before the Lord.
Page 115 - is now at the age of fifty-four. In his person he is slender and delicate, rather below the common size. His complexion is light, with a ."Roman nose, high forehead, slightly bald, and a clear eye, not unfrequently downcast, betraying a modest degree of diffidence. In his manners the author manifests all that mildness, amiable simplicity, and kindness of heart so conspicuous in his writings. His flow of conversation is copious, easy, and perfectly free from affectation. His sentiments and opinions...

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