The Aberdeen censor, Volym 1

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1825
 

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Sida 46 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell — Then shrieked the timid, and stood still the brave — Then some leaped overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave ; And the sea yawned around her, like a hell, And down she sucked with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Sida 238 - WHO is the honest man ? He that doth still and strongly good pursue, To God, his neighbour, and himself most true ; Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due. Whose honesty is not So loose or easy, that a ruffling wind Can blow away, or glittering look it blind ; Who rides his sure and even trot, While the world now rides by, now lags behind.
Sida 46 - Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die. And first one universal shriek there...
Sida 238 - To use in any thing a trick, or sleight ; For above all things he abhors deceit. His words, and works, and fashion too, All of a piece ; and all are clear and straight.
Sida 147 - Angel's age. God's breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage, The Christian plummet sounding heaven and earth ; Engine against th...
Sida 238 - Whom others' faults do not defeat ; But though men fail him, yet his part doth play. Whom nothing can procure, When the wide world runs bias, from his will To writhe his limbs, and share, not mend the ill. This is the Marksman, safe and sure, Who still is right, and prays to be so still.
Sida 238 - Who never melts or thaws At close temptations : when the day is done, His goodness sets not, but in dark can run : The sun to others writeth laws, And is their virtue ; virtue is his sun. Who, when he is to treat With sick folks, women, those whom passions sway, Allows for that, and keeps his constant way : Whom others' faults do not defeat ¡ But though men fail him, yet his part doth play.
Sida 247 - We then shall have a day or two, Perhaps a week, wherein to try What the best Master's hand can do With the most deadly killing Fly : A day with not too bright a beam, A warm, but not a scorching sun, A southern gale to curl the stream, And (Master) half our work is done.
Sida 164 - Though boundless oceans roll'd between, If certain that his heart is near, A conscious transport glads each scene, Soft is the sigh and sweet the tear. E'en when by death's cold hand removed, We mourn the tenant of the tomb, To think that e'en in death he loved, Can gild the horrors of the gloom.
Sida 164 - For thoughts may past delights recall, And parted lovers meet again. I weep not for the silent dead ; Their toils are past, their sorrows o'er ; And those they loved their steps shall tread, And death shall join to part no more.

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