Of all that he has done in this way the Heaven and Earth (the same subject as Mr. Moore's Loves of the Angels) is the best.

A divineworthy of that nameof the Church of England (Dr. Whichcote), has beautifully said, that "heaven is first a temper, and then a place."

Heaven and hell are not future conditions, but are experienced here on earth; he who instead of subduing animality becomes enamored of it, stands under the wrath of God; whereas he who abjures self dwells in the joyous kingdom of mercy.

His heaven is his pleasure, and his gold is his god.

Heaven is the absence of worry and of ambition.

Heaven to him was Destiny, by the power of which the world was created.

Good heavens!" was the echo she heard; and Grindstone was crying and saying, "She did it for the best, and she could not do it, poor lamb, not if you killed her for it;" and Dr. Worth said, "Perhaps Lady Rosamond can.

They maintain that the heavens are one great book, in which God has written the history of the world; and in which every man may read his own fortune and the transactions of his time.

LIGHT.In heaven, the light with which warmth is united is wisdom, 137.

She lived night and day with one great desire, beside which heaven and hell were mere words.

REPASTS.In heaven, as in the world, there are repasts, 6.

"No man can die before his time," said he; "heaven is my protector, and I will fearlessly encounter every difficulty on the road."

The heavens were iron and the earth brass.

For mind, throughout the whole Church Catechism there is not one word about what people commonly call heaven and hell; not one word though 'heaven and hell' are now-a-days generally the first things about which children are taught.

The heavens above are brass, and the earth beneath is iron; for Jehovah is pouring His indignation upon His adversaries, and He will not pity or spare.

As Heaven is my judge, you quaff it off like nectar!

The entire heavens were a mass of coruscating electricity, and they could feel the air alive with it.

" Praise heaven there was not another sceptic mind present, otherwise I should have looked foolish indeed.

He reared his head, shaggy and grim, Staring among the cherubim; The seven celestial floors he rent, One crystal dome still o'er him bent: Above his head, more clear than hope, All heaven was a microscope.

Heaven (unless you think mo be than one) Is here in earth, and by the pleasant side Of famous Thames at Greenwich court doth 'bide.

May kind heaven be a long time in filling it up.

But in the wilderness, where Heaven Is the wrapt listener, the tone Is ever mournful: there is given, A chorus for the skies, alone.

XXI. Is Heaven a physician?

Then space began to toll As all the heavens were a bell, And Being but an ear, And I and silence some strange race, Wrecked, solitary, here.

I must confess it, Sir, without a blush, (For 'tis no Sin to love) that I cou'd wish Heaven and my Father were inclin'd my way: