 | 1756 - 602 страница
...heart. -How art thau fled for ever ?— A month!— :Oh, for a lingle week ! I aflc not for years ; though an age were too little for the much I have to do.' On my faying we could not do too much j that Tieaven was a blefled place — ' So much the worfe. It is loft... | |
 | Edward Young - 1762 - 298 страница
...— How art thou fled " for ever ! — A month ! — Oh, for a fingle week ! I a(k " not for years. Though- an age were too little for the •" much I have to do.." On my faying., we could nat do too much: That Jieaven was a bleflcd place — " So much the worfe. 'Tis loft... | |
 | Edward Young - 1792 - 356 страница
...How art thou fled "for ** for ever !— -A month ! — Oh, for a fingle week ! I afk " not for years. Though an age were too little for the ** much I have to do." On my faying, we could not do too much: That heaven was a blefled place — " So much the worfe. 'Tis loft... | |
 | William Dodd - 1796 - 306 страница
...mifery of the other. J They who deny Chrift on earth, he will deny in Heaven, Matt. x. 53. years.* Though an age were too little for the much I have to do." On my faying, -we could not do too much : that Heaven was a hlefled plact — " So much the worfe. 'Tis loft!... | |
 | Lindley Murray - 1799 - 408 страница
...heart! — How art thou fled for ever ! — A month ! — Oh, for a fingle week! I afk not for years; though an age were too little for the much I have to do." On my faying, we could not do too much: that heaven was a blefsed place " So much the worfe. — 'Tis loft... | |
 | John Tregortha - 1800 - 462 страница
...murderer to the heart. How art thou fled for ever ! A month ! Oh, for a single week ! I ask not for years; though an age were too little for the much I have...that heaven was a blessed place. So much the worse. ' Fis lost ! 'tis lost ! Heaven is to me the severest part of hell ! Soon after I proposed prayer.... | |
 | Edward Young - 1802 - 426 страница
...heart.—How art thou " fled for ever!—A month !—Oh, for a single week ! " I ask not for years. Though an age were too little " for the much I have...blessed place— " So much the worse. Tis lost! Tis lost!—Hea" ven is to me the severest part of hell." Soon after, I proposed prayer. " Pray you that... | |
 | David Simpson - 1803 - 446 страница
...— How art thou fled for "*' ever ! — A month !--Oh, for a single week ! I ask not "*' for years ; though an age were too little for the *' much I have...do." On my saying, we could not do too much : that Tieaven was a blessed place — " So much the worse. Tis lost ! 'tis lost ! — Heaven " is to me the... | |
 | James Lackington - 1808 - 200 страница
...the heart How art thou fled for ever ! — A month ! Oh, for a single week ! I ask not for years ; though an age were too little for the much I have...not do too much : that Heaven was a blessed place ! — (He said) ' So much the worse. 'Tis lost! Heaven is to me the severest part of hell.' Soon after,... | |
 | David Simpson - 1809 - 410 страница
...heart. — How art thou fled forever! — A month! — Oh! for a single week ! I ask not for years ; though an age were too little for the much I have...blessed place — " So much the worse. 'Tis lost! — Heaven is to me the severest part of hell!" Soon after I proposed prayer. — " Pray you that can.... | |
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A month ! — Oh for a single week ! I ask not for years ; though an age were too little for the much I have to do. 
