Sketches of Protestantism in Italy, Past and Present: Including a Notice of the Origin, History, and Present State of the WaldensesB. Perkins, 1847 - 418 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 199 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
الصفحة 127 - The fatal gift of beauty, which became A funeral dower of present woes and past, On thy sweet brow is sorrow ploughed by shame, And annals graved in characters of flame. Oh, God ! that thou wert in thy nakedness Less lovely or more powerful, and couldst claim Thy right, and awe the robbers back, who press To shed thy blood, and drink the tears of thy distress...
الصفحة 14 - ... with gold and jewels and pearls, holding in her hand a golden cup full of abominations and the impurities of her fornication; 5and on her forehead was written a name of mystery: "Babylon the great, mother of harlots and of earth's abominations." 6And I saw the woman, drunk with the blood of the saints and the blood of the martyrs of Jesus.
الصفحة 127 - ITALIA, Italia, o tu cui feo la sorte Dono infelice di bellezza, ond' hai Funesta dote d' infiniti guai, Che in fronte scritti per gran doglia porte : • Deh fossi tu men bella, o almen più forte, Onde assai più ti paventasse, o assai T...
الصفحة 199 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
الصفحة 199 - When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese, that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks.
الصفحة 21 - There are three things," says a traveller named Vadiscus, who figures in the treatise, — " there are three things that are usually brought away from Rome : a bad conscience, a disordered stomach, and an empty purse. There are three things in which Rome does not believe : the immortality of the soul, the resurrection of the dead, and hell.
الصفحة 199 - ... turned from the pride of sin to the lowliness of truth, And given her human heart to God in its beautiful hour of youth ! And she hath left the gray old halls, where an evil faith had power, The courtly knights of her father's train, and the maidens of her bower ; And she hath gone to the Vaudois...
الصفحة 188 - Their pretensions have been passed over in silence. They have been suffered to repeat their demands from reign to reign, and to carry them to the feet of their sovereigns: — 'Permit us to enjoy that free exercise of our religion which we have enjoyed from time out of mind, and before the dukes of Savoy became princes of Piedmont.
الصفحة 12 - tis hatch'd in thee ; Who revellest in thy costly meats, Thy precious wines, and curious seats. And all the pride of luxury. The while within thy secret halls, Old men in seemly festivals With buxom girls in dance are going ; And in the midst old Beelzebub Eyes, through his glass, the motley club, The fire with sturdy bellows blowing.