The Eclectic Review, 15 tomas;33 tomas

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Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood
1821

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273 psl. - In its sublime research, Philosophy May measure out the ocean deep, may count The sands or the sun's rays ; but, God ! for Thee There is no weight nor measure ; none can mount Up to thy mysteries ; Reason's brightest spark, Though kindled by thy light, in vain would try To trace thy counsels, infinite and dark ; And thought is lost ere thought can soar so high, Even like past moments in eternity.
153 psl. - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
153 psl. - And because the breath of flowers is far sweeter in the air (where it comes and goes like the warbling of music) than in the hand, therefore nothing is more fit for that delight, than to know what be the flowers and plants that do best perfume the air.
274 psl. - Creator, yes! thy wisdom and thy word Created me ! Thou Source of life and good ! Thou Spirit of my spirit, and my Lord...
273 psl. - O Thou Eternal One ! whose presence bright All space doth occupy, all motion guide ; Unchanged through time's all-devastating flight ; Thou only God : there is no God beside...
392 psl. - For softness she and sweet attractive grace: He for God only, she for God in him. His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad...
142 psl. - For therefore we both labour and suffer reproach, because we trust in the living God who is the Saviour of all men, especially of those that believe.
428 psl. - And now I am no more in the world, but these are in the world, and I come to thee. Holy Father, keep through thine own name those whom thou hast given me, that they may be one, as we are.
153 psl. - Trees I would have none in it; but some thickets, made only of sweetbriar and honeysuckle, and some wild vine amongst ; and the ground set with violets, strawberries, and primroses ; for these are sweet, and prosper in the shade ; and these to be in the heath, here and there, not in any order.
273 psl. - What shall we call them? — piles of crystal light? A glorious company of golden streams ? Lamps of celestial ether burning bright ? Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams? But thou to these art as the noon to night.

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