The Dublin Review, 41

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Nicholas Patrick Wiseman
W. Spooner, 1856
 

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˹ 206 - Katterfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread.
˹ 257 - This will be the manner of the king that shall reign over you. He will take your sons, and appoint them for himself, for his chariots, and to be his horsemen; and some shall run before his chariots.
˹ 141 - This gate shall be shut, it shall not be opened, and no man shall enter in by it ; because the Lord, the God of Israel, hath entered in by it, therefore it shall be shut.
˹ 107 - God. And all this was done without one drop of blood shed, and by that very army which rebelled against him ; but it was the Lord's doing, for such a restoration was never mentioned in any history, ancient or modern, since the return of the Jews from the Babylonish captivity ; nor so joyful a day and so bright ever seen in this nation, this happening when to expect or effect it was past all human policy.
˹ 385 - Jack and Tom and Will and Dick shall meet, and at their pleasure censure me and my Council and all our proceedings. Then Will shall stand up and say it must be thus; then Dick shall reply and say nay, marry, but we will have it thus.
˹ 374 - Submit yourselves to every ordinance of man for the Lord's sake: whether it be to the king, as supreme; Or unto governors, as unto them that are sent by him for the punishment of evil doers, and for the praise of them that do well.
˹ 143 - And trembling he said : How terrible is this place ! this is no other but the house of God, and the gate of heaven.
˹ 141 - Behold, the Lord rideth upon a swift cloud, and shall come into Egypt : and the idols of Egypt shall be moved at his presence, and the heart of Egypt shall melt in the midst of it.
˹ 158 - I will put enmities between thee and the woman and thy seed and her seed : she shall crush thy head, and thou shalt lie in wait for her heel.
˹ 271 - In Jove's high name, to sprinkle on the ground, And pay due vows to all the gods around. Then with a plenteous draught refresh thy soul, And draw new spirits from the generous bowl, Spent as thou art with long laborious fight, The brave defender of thy country's right.' " ' Far hence be Bacchus' gifts,' (the chief rejoin'd) : 'Inflaming wine, pernicious to mankind, Unnerves the limbs, and dulls the noble mind.

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