Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Količina 101

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W. Blackwood & Sons, 1867
 

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Stran 702 - And that for redress of all grievances and for the amending, strengthening and preserving of the laws parliaments ought to be held frequently.
Stran 311 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
Stran 307 - God knoweth), such an one caught up to the third heaven. And I knew such a man (whether in the body or out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth) how that he was caught up into Paradise, and heard unspeakable words, which it is not possible for a man to utter.
Stran 221 - There is one glory of the sun, another glory of the moon, and another glory of the stars ; for one star differeth from another star in glory.
Stran 313 - Amen ; so let it be : Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Stran 330 - For so long as there shall but one hundred of us remain alive, we will never subject ourselves to the dominion of the English. For it is not glory, it is not riches, neither is it honour, but it is liberty alone that we fight and contend for, which no honest man will lose but with his life.
Stran 314 - O silly souls, come near Me ; My sheep should never fear Me ; I am the Shepherd true...
Stran 86 - It is easy indeed to perceive that, even amidst the independence of early youth, an American woman is always mistress of herself : she indulges in all permitted pleasures, without yielding herself up to any of them ; and her reason never allows the reins of self-guidance to drop, though it often seems to hold them loosely.
Stran 87 - In no country has such constant care been taken as in America to trace two clearly distinct lines of action for the two sexes, and to make them keep pace one with the other, hut in two pathways which are always different.
Stran 41 - Sweet relics of a time of love, When fate and heaven were kind, Receive my life-blood, and remove These torments of the mind. My life is lived, and I have played The part that Fortune gave, And now I pass, a queenly shade, Majestic to the grave. A glorious city I have built, Have seen my walls ascend, Chastised for blood of husband spilt A brother, yet no friend. Blest lot ! yet lacked one blessing more, That Troy had never touched my shore.

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