The Illustrated Family Magazine, Volumes 3-4

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Robert L. Wade
Bradbury, Soden and Company, 1846 - United States

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Page 15 - A principal fruit of friendship is the ease and discharge of the fulness and swellings of the heart, which passions of all kinds do cause and induce. We know diseases of stoppings and suffocations are the most dangerous in the body ; and it is not much otherwise in the mind.
Page 46 - My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns; Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns; The fuel justice layeth on, and mercy blows the coals; The metal in this furnace wrought are men's defiled souls: For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good, So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.
Page 46 - The fuel Justice layeth on, And Mercy blows the coals, The metal in this furnace wrought Are men's defiled souls : For which, as now on fire I am To work them to their good, So will I melt into a bath, To wash them in my blood.
Page 73 - WILL you hear a Spanish lady. How shee wooed an English man ? Garments gay as rich as may be Decked with jewels she had on. Of a comely countenance and grace was she, And by birth and parentage of high degree.
Page 45 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Page 73 - To favour him in anything she was not coy. But at last there came commandment For to set the ladies free, With their jewels still adorned, None to do them injury.
Page 46 - I was with sudden heat Which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye To view what fire was near, A pretty babe all burning bright Did in the air appear; Who, scorched with excessive heat, Such floods of tears did shed, As though His floods should quench His flames, Which with His tears were bred :
Page 73 - Spaniards fraught with jealousy we often find, But Englishmen through all the world are counted kind. Leave me not unto a Spaniard, You alone enjoy my heart ; I am lovely, young, and tender, Love is likewise my desert : Still to serve thee day and night my mind is prest ; The wife of every Englishman is counted blest. " It wold be a shame, fair lady, For to bear a woman hence ; English soldiers never carry Any such without offence.
Page 74 - Commend me to thy lovely lady, Bear to her this chain of gold, And these bracelets for a token; Grieving that I was so bold : All my jewels in like sort take thou with thee, For they are fitting for thy wife, but not for me.
Page 251 - I was wandering farther from my own state in examining them than others in not knowing them. I pardoned their little knowledge; but I thought at least to find many companions in the study of man and that it was the true study which is suited to him. I have...

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