Selections from the Prose and Poetry of John Henry Newman

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Houghton, Mifflin, 1907 - 327 pagina's
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Pagina 153 - And when he had thus spoken, one of the officers which stood by struck Jesus with the palm of his hand, saying, Answerest thou the high priest so? 23 Jesus answered him, If I have spoken evil, bear witness of the evil : but if well, why smitest thou me?
Pagina 172 - And the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter ; and Peter remembered the word of the Lord, how he had said unto him, Before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice. And Peter went out, and wept bitterly.
Pagina 103 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Pagina 173 - I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me; and the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Pagina 173 - For I am the least of the apostles, that am not meet to be called an apostle, because I persecuted the church of God.
Pagina 307 - For he shall be great in the sight of the Lord, and shall drink neither wine nor strong drink ; and he shall be filled with the Holy Ghost, even from his mother's womb.
Pagina 79 - Remember them which have the rule over you, who have spoken unto you the word of God: whose faith follow, considering the end of their conversation : 8 Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever.
Pagina 273 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, Eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace.
Pagina 172 - Cast the net on the right side of the boat, and you will find some.
Pagina 285 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead thou me on. I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on, o'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone, and with the morn those angel faces smile, which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

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