Recreations, physical and mental, lawful and unlawful: a lectureSnow, 1849 - 50 páginas |
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advantages advert ancient appear attend this amusement beautiful beneficial Bible character Chess church conscience dancing delight Divine duties effect especially eternal evil excited exercise exhibition fear flowers fluence Gamester give glory Greece harmony heard heart holy house of God human influence injurious judicious Kingsland Chapel Lecture listen look marvellous matter ment mind mode of recreation moral neglected object Oratorios passions perhaps persons of mature piety Place of Worship pleasure Poetry powers preached at Kingsland present produced professing Christians propriety pursued reference relief from daily religion reprobation result ruin sentiment Sermon shew SICAL and MENTAL sing skill sober solemn soul speak speedily spirit Styles's supposed salubrity temples of vice theatre things thought tians tion toil truth ungodly utter voice W. M. GURNEY warn words worldly recreations wrong young
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Página 56 - Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes: but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment. Therefore remove sorrow from thy heart, and put away evil from thy flesh : for childhood and youth are vanity.
Página 13 - Enter not into the path of the wicked, and go not in the way of evil men. Avoid it, pass not by it, turn from it, and pass away.
Página 56 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tarn maun ride — That hour o...
Página 51 - And he that doubteth is damned if he eat, because he eateth not of faith : for whatsoever is not of faith is sin.
Página 25 - ... chambers sweetly and silently, and leaving it nothing more to desire for perfect contentment. Madame De Stael advocates the infinite superiority of instrumental over vocal music, on account of the vagueness of the former leaving so much to the imagination; while Metastasio describes it as possessing that advantage over poetry, which a universal language has over a particular one. But this is a subject upon which we have no intention of entering, the present paper being devoted to the thoughts...
Página 56 - But pleasures are like poppies spread — You seize the flower — its bloom is shed; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melt for ever; Or like the Borealis race, That flit ere you can point the place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form, Evanishing amid the storm :" — * He thus wrote to Lady Frances : —
Página 39 - I, has made a catalogue of authorities against the stage, which contains every name of eminence in the heathen and Christian worlds : it comprehends the united testimony of the Jewish and Christian churches; the deliberate acts of fifty-four ancient and modern, general, national, provincial councils and synods, both of the Western and Eastern churches; the condemnatory sentence of seventy-one ancient Fathers, and one hundred and fifty modern Popish and Protestant authors ; the hostile endeavours...
Página 26 - never merry when we hear sweet music ?" That, according to Shelley, — " Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought ?" Can there be aught of truth in the wild and poetical creed of the Hindoos, regarding musical effect, which they strictly connect with past events, believing that it arises from our recalling to memory the airs of Paradise...