The Pilgrim's Progress: With a Life of John Bunyan by Robert SoutheyJ. Murray and J. Major, 1830 - 411 páginas |
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... I lifted up my head , but methought I saw as if the sun that shineth in the heavens did grudge to give me light ; and as if the very stones in the street and tiles upon the houses , did band themselves against me . Methought that they ...
... I lifted up my head , but methought I saw as if the sun that shineth in the heavens did grudge to give me light ; and as if the very stones in the street and tiles upon the houses , did band themselves against me . Methought that they ...
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Página lxii - For I will give you a mouth and wisdom, which all your adversaries shall not be able to gainsay nor resist.
Página 404 - I have been at to arrive where I am. My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought his battles who now will be my rewarder. When the day that he must go hence was come, many accompanied him to the river side, into which as he went he said, Death, where is thy sting?
Página 166 - The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. He eSteemeth iron as Straw, and brass as rotten wood. The arrow cannot make him flee: slingStones are turned with him into stubble. Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
Página 76 - Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy! when I fall, I shall arise"; and with that, gave him a deadly thrust, which made him give back, as one that had received his mortal wound: Christian perceiving that, made at him again, saying, "Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors, through Him that loved us.
Página 404 - I am going to my Father's ; and though with great difficulty I have got hither, yet now I do not repent me of all the trouble I have been at to arrive where I am. My sword I give to him that shall succeed me in my pilgrimage, and my courage and skill to him that can get it. My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me that I have fought his battles, who now will be my rewarder.
Página 206 - Now I saw in my dream that these two men went in at the gate: and lo, as they entered, they were transfigured, and they had raiment put on that shone like gold. There...
Página 69 - When the morning was up they had him to the top of the house, and bid him look south : so he did ; and behold, at a great distance,* he saw a most pleasant mountainous country, beautified with woods, vineyards, fruits of all sorts, flowers also, with springs and fountains, very delectable to behold.
Página 122 - Then said Mr. No-good, Away with such a fellow from the earth. Ay, said Mr. Malice, for I hate the very looks of him. Then said Mr. Lovelust, I could never endure him. Nor I, said Mr. Live-loose, for he would always be condemning my way. Hang him, hang him ! said Mr. Heady. A sorry scrub, said Mr. High-mind. My heart riseth against him, said Mr. Enmity. He is a rogue, said Mr. Liar. Hanging is too good for him, said Mr.
Página 307 - God resisteth the Proud; but gives more, more Grace to the Humble) for indeed it is a very fruitful Soil, and doth bring forth by handfuls. Some also have wished that the next way to their Father's House were here, that they might be troubled no more with either Hills or Mountains to go over; but the way is the way, and there 's an end.
Página iv - Whose humorous vein, strong sense, and simple style, May teach the gayest, make the gravest smile...