Modern Christian heroes, a gallery of protesting and reforming menE. Stock, 1869 - 312 pages |
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... sword , and never save in self- defence ; and they have been slow to fight the cause of God by pious frauds , falsehoods , and other weapons of the devil ; whereas delusions , despotisms , and impostures of every kind have been true to ...
... sword , and never save in self- defence ; and they have been slow to fight the cause of God by pious frauds , falsehoods , and other weapons of the devil ; whereas delusions , despotisms , and impostures of every kind have been true to ...
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... sword stuck close to his side , his countenance swollen and reddish , his voice sharp and untuneable , and his eloquence full of fervour . " He adds that he was very much hearkened unto , and says that afterwards , when he saw him in ...
... sword stuck close to his side , his countenance swollen and reddish , his voice sharp and untuneable , and his eloquence full of fervour . " He adds that he was very much hearkened unto , and says that afterwards , when he saw him in ...
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... swords flashing like lightning amid the tempest ; scattered the Scottish chivalry of the Covenant , scattered the troops of Fairfax , scattered and beat all but Cromwell , and the remnant of 300 who were with him . This little band not ...
... swords flashing like lightning amid the tempest ; scattered the Scottish chivalry of the Covenant , scattered the troops of Fairfax , scattered and beat all but Cromwell , and the remnant of 300 who were with him . This little band not ...
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... swords , and even assailing each other with the butt - ends of their muskets . Cromwell had attacked the King's left wing almost at the same moment that Rupert had charged that of the Parliament , and had driven it like chaff before the ...
... swords , and even assailing each other with the butt - ends of their muskets . Cromwell had attacked the King's left wing almost at the same moment that Rupert had charged that of the Parliament , and had driven it like chaff before the ...
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... sword and mace carried before him , preceded by sixteen officers armed with partisans . The Court took their places on chairs of common velvet and seats covered with scarlet cloth , and at the two extremities were the men at arms . Then ...
... sword and mace carried before him , preceded by sixteen officers armed with partisans . The Court took their places on chairs of common velvet and seats covered with scarlet cloth , and at the two extremities were the men at arms . Then ...
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Page 249 - Lord, save us, we perish. And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. But the men marvelled, saying, What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him?
Page 110 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Page 85 - No war or battle's sound Was heard the world around; The idle spear and shield were high uphung; The hooked chariot stood, Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Page 283 - I happened soon after to attend one of his sermons, in the course of which, I perceived he intended to finish with a collection, and I silently resolved he should get nothing from me: I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold; as he proceeded I began to soften, and concluded to give the copper.
Page 77 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 271 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Page 142 - Whose humorous vein; strong sense, and simple style, May teach the .gayest, make the gravest smile...
Page 223 - The horsemen dashed among the rout, As deer break through the broom; Their steeds are stout, their swords are out, They soon make lightsome room. Clan Alpine's best are backward borne— Where, where was Roderick then ! One blast upon his bugle-horn Were worth a thousand men. And refluent through the pass of fear The battle's tide was poured ; Vanished the Saxon's struggling spear, Vanished the mountain-sword.
Page 182 - There was the Bluidy Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom, had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.
Page 298 - Or shall we, with a far truer philosophy of the human soul, infer, in the language of St. Peter, that we have been laying on him "a yoke which neither we nor our fathers were able to bear?