Lucius Or The Roman Convert. A Tale. To which is Added Giannetto's Courtship; Or, The Usage of Belmonte. A Drame. And Perolla; Or, The Revolt of Capua. A Tragedy

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Seton & Mackenzie, 1860 - 482 pages
 

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Page 126 - Of the Jews five times received I forty stripes save one. Thrice was I beaten with rods, once was I stoned, thrice I suffered shipwreck, a night and a day I have been in the deep ; in journeyings often, in perils of waters, in perils of robbers, in perils by mine own countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren ; in weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often,...
Page 120 - O'erflow thy courts: the Light himself shall shine Revealed, and God's eternal day be thine ! The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away ! But fixed his word, his saving power remains; Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own Messiah reigns ! ALEXANDER POPE.
Page 98 - Ancient of days ! august Athena ! where, Where are thy men of might ? thy grand in soul ? Gone — glimmering through the dream of things that were: First in the race that led to Glory's goal, They won, and pass'd away — is this the whole?
Page 130 - Tis sweet to hear the watchdog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...
Page 87 - Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame.
Page 221 - And he said, I have been very jealous for the Lord God of hosts : for the children of Israel have forsaken thy covenant, thrown down thine altars, and slain thy prophets with the sword ; and I, even I only, am left ; and they seek my u life, to take it away.
Page 78 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
Page 171 - The beginning of strife is as when one letteth out water; therefore leave off contention, before it be meddled with.
Page 35 - HORACE himself — or climb the PALATINE, Dreaming of old EVANDER and his guest, Dreaming and lost on that proud eminence, Long while the seat of ROME, hereafter found Less than enough (so monstrous was the brood Engendered there, so Titan-like) to lodge One in his madness...
Page 263 - scapes i' the imminent deadly breach, Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence And...

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