| 1838 - 516 Seiten
...tempt the devil to tempt them. Bishop Hall says, " Our idle days are always the devil's best ones.' And Watts says " Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do." The Saviour therefore prayed, " I pray not that thou shouldst take them out of the world, but that thou... | |
| David Pike WATTS - 1841 - 250 Seiten
...inanition, a prey to idle thoughts, or a mere machine for the idlers to act upon ? Dr. Watts's hymn says, — ' Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.' " ****** The complete triumph of these opinions, the diffusion of the Madras system, and the establishment of national... | |
| Andrew Steinmetz - 1870 - 502 Seiten
...play is g on. * * * * In fact, he does not know what t with himself until table-d'hdte time. You 1 what the moral bard, Dr Watts says : — " Satan finds...hands to do." The unfledged gamester watches the play i narrowly. A stout lady in a maroon velvet ma and a man with a bald head, a black patch or occiput,... | |
| 1871 - 476 Seiten
...and that noisy games are not allowed is delightful. But we all know that verse of Dr. Watts' which says—' Satan finds some mischief still, For idle hands to do.' THE following extracts from a letter may perhaps have some points of interest to those who have the care... | |
| H. A. Forde - 1895 - 566 Seiten
...the soul of the British soldier, especially at that special time of " leave " and licence when, as Dr. Watts says — " Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do." THE HOUSE OF BONDAGE. EGYPT. " THE land of Egypt ! " How easily the words fall from our lips ! What do... | |
| H A. Forde - 1881 - 572 Seiten
...the soul of the British soldier, especially at that special time of " leave " and licence when, as Dr. Watts says — " Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do." THE HOUSE OF BONDAGE. EGYPT. " THE land of Egypt ! " How easily the words fall from our lips ! What do... | |
| Andrew Steinmetz - 1870 - 456 Seiten
...where play is going on. * * * * In fact, he does not know what to do with himself until table-d'h6te time. You know what the moral bard, Dr Watts says...patch on his occiput, and gold spectacles, obligingly makes way for him. He finds himself pressed against the very edge of the table. Perhaps a chair —... | |
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