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--James Kent (1763-1847), Chief Justice of the N.Y. Supreme Court, Head of the Court of Chancery. |
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--L. R. Shelton, Sr., "The Bondage of the Sinner's Will" |
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--Sir Matthew Hale (1609-1676), Lord Chief-Justice of the King's Bench in England |
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--Charles Haddon Spurgeon (1834-1892), in "The Great Change--Conversion" |
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Look on this tree--'twas green, and fair and graceful; Yet now, save these few shoots, how dry and rotten! Thou canst not tell the cause. Not long ago, A neighbor oak, with which its roots were twined, In falling wrenched them with such cruel force, That though we covered them again with care, Its beauty withered, and it pined away. So, could we look into the human breast, How oft the fatal blight that meets our view, Should we trace down to the torn, bleeding fibres Of a too trusting heart--where it were shame, For pitying tears, to give contempt or blame. Elizabeth Gaskell's Mary Barton (1848) |
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Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knocke, breathe, shine, and seeke to mend; That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow mee, and bend Your force, to breake, blowe, burn and make me new. I, like an usurpt towne, to another due, Labour to admit you, but Oh, to no end, Reason, your viceroy in mee, mee should defend, But is captiv'd, and proves weake or untrue, Yet dearely I love you, and would be lov'd faine, But am betroth'd unto your enemie, Divorce mee, untie, or breake that knot againe, Take mee to you, imprison mee, for I Except you enthrall mee, never shall be free, Nor ever chast, except you ravish mee. |
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Humbled with feare and awfull reuerence,
Before the footestoole of his Maiestie, Throw thy selfe downe with trembling innocence, Ne dare looke vp with corruptible eye, On the dred face of that great Deity, For feare, lest if he chaunce to looke on thee, Thou turne to nought, and quite confounded be.
But lowly fall before his mercie seat,
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