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Seite 64 - The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these :— ' The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk — no wife to grind his corn.
Seite 252 - O Assyrian, the rod of mine anger, and the staff in their hand is mine indignation. I will send him against an hypocritical nation, and against the people of my wrath will I give him a charge, to take the spoil, and to take the prey, and to tread them down like the mire of the streets. Howbeit he meaneth not so, neither doth his heart think so ; but it is in his heart to destroy and cut off nations not a few.
Seite 256 - And the Light of Israel shall be for a fire, and his Holy One for a flame : and it shall burn and devour his thorns and his briers in one day...
Seite 253 - Wherefore it shall come to pass, that when the Lord hath performed his whole work upon mount Zion and on Jerusalem. I will punish the fruit of 3* the stout heart of the king of Assyria, and the glory of his high looks.
Seite 64 - About sunset, however, as I was preparing to pass the night in this manner, and had turned my horse loose, that he might graze at liberty, a woman, returning from the labours of the field, stopped to observe me, and perceiving that I was weary and dejected, inquired into my situation, which I briefly explained to her; whereupon, with looks of great compassion, she took up my saddle and bridle, and told me to follow her.
Seite 224 - Let no man deceive you by any means: for that day shall not come, except there come a falling away first, and that man of sin be revealed, the son of perdition...
Seite 3 - The meanest herb we trample in the field, Or in the garden nurture, when its leaf In autumn dies, forebodes another spring, And from brief slumber wakes to life again : Man wakes no more ! Man — peerless, valiant, wise — Once chill'd by death, sleeps hopeless in the dust, A long, unbroken, never-ending sleep.
Seite 255 - Shall the axe boast itself against him that heweth therewith ? or shall the saw magnify itself against him that shaketh it ? as if the rod should shake itself against them that lift it up, or as if the staff should lift up itself, as if it were no wood.
Seite 104 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene; and as the ranks ascend Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.