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Page 93 - Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort : who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.
Page 148 - ... in the infancy of plantation, justice should be administered with more lenity than in a settled state, because people were then more apt to transgress, partly of ignorance of new laws and orders, partly through oppression of business and other straits...
Page 1 - I shall never envy the honours which wit and learning obtain in any other cause, if I can be numbered among the writers who have given ardour to virtue, and confidence to truth.
Page 180 - Thrice happy he who, far in Scottish glen Retired (yet ready at his country's call), Has left the restless emmet-hill of man ! He never longs to read the saddening tale Of endless wars; and seldom does he hear The tale of woe; and ere it reaches him, Rumour, so loud when new, has died away Into a whisper, on the memory borne Of casual traveller: as on the deep, Far from the sight of land, when all around...
Page 169 - YE fair married dames, who so often deplore That a lover once blest is a lover no more, Attend to my counsel, nor blush to be taught That Prudence must cherish what Beauty has caught. The bloom of your cheek, and the glance...
Page 225 - O ! then, Your helpless charge drive from the tempting spot, And keep them on the bleak hill's stormy side, Where night-winds sweep the gathering drift away:— —So the great Shepherd leads the heavenly flock From faithless pleasures, full into the storms Of life, where long they bear the bitter blast, Until at length the vernal sun looks forth...
Page 102 - I have- passed a life of many labours, and now being near its end, have little to boast but of an inherent good-will towards mankind, which disappointments, injuries, and age itself, have not been able to diminish. It has been the chief aim of all my attempts to reconcile and endear man to man: I love my country and contemporaries to a degree of enthusiasm that I am not sure is perfectly defensible, though to do them justice, each in their turns have taken some pains to cure me of my partiality.
Page 206 - O, no; he knew his own profession; He took his hat off, with respect, And would no gentle means neglect; But finding it was all in vain For him admittance to obtain, Thought it were best, let come what will, To gain an entry by his skill. So while St. Peter stood aside To let the door be open'd wide, He skimm'd his hat with all his strength Within the gates, to no small length: St. Peter star'd; the lawyer asked him, 'Only to fetch his hat,' and pass'd him, But when he reach'd the jack he'd thrown.
Page 235 - Whatever mitigates the woes, or increases the happiness of others, this is my criterion of goodness ; and whatever injures society at large, or any individual in it, this is my measure of iniquity.
Page 196 - Eternal ! have fra>er' mercy upon me, because I am passing away : O Infinite ! because I am but a speck : O Most Mighty ! because I am weak : O Source of Light ! because I draw nigh to the grave : O Omniscient ! because I am in darkness : O All-bounteous ! because I am poor : O All-sufficient ! because I am nothing.