Parkin Jeffcock, Civil and Mining Engineer: A MemoirBemrose and Lothian, 1867 - 129 psl. |
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Parkin Jeffcock, Civil and Mining Engineer– A Memoir John Thomas Jeffcock Visos knygos peržiūra - 1867 |
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106 psl. - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd ; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd ; Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
91 psl. - Think not of rest; though dreams be sweet, Start up, and ply your heaven-ward feet. Is not God's oath upon your head, Ne'er to sink back on slothful bed, Never again your loins untie, Nor let your torches waste and die, Till, when the shadows thickest fall, Ye hear your Master's midnight call?
103 psl. - For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
95 psl. - Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead, and buried ; he descended into hell ; the third day he rose again from the dead ; he ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of God the Father Almighty ; from thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead.
20 psl. - Snatch'd sudden from th' avenging rod, Safe in the bosom of thy God, How wilt thou then look back, and smile On thoughts that bitterest seem'd erewhile, And bless the pangs that made thee see This was no world of rest for thee ! * Jeremiah xlv.
28 psl. - The world will not believe a man repents : And this wise world of ours is mainly right Full seldom doth a man repent, or use Both grace and will to pick the vicious quitch Of blood and custom wholly out of him, And make all clean, and plant himself afresh.
89 psl. - From each carv'd nook and fretted bend Cornice and gallery seem to send Tones that with seraph hymns might blend. Three solemn parts together twine In harmony's mysterious line ; Three solemn aisles approach the shrine : Yet all are One— together all, In thoughts that awe but not appal, Teach the adoring heart to fall.
44 psl. - Yet love is fellow-service, I believe.' ' Yet in the eye of life's all-seeing sun We shall behold a something we have done, Shall of the work together we have wrought, Beyond our aspiration and our thought, Some not unworthy issue yet receive ; For love is fellow-service, I believe.
xi psl. - And the next good thing that ever I loved, Was a bow-kite in the sky : And a little boat on the brooklet's surf, And a dog for my company : And a jingling hoop, with many a bound To my measured strike and true, And a rocket sent up to the firmament, When Even was out so blue.
79 psl. - Never indeed was any man more contented with doing his duty in that state of life to which it had pleased God to call him.