...store of theological knowledge, for unless your head is well stored, your efforts will be only like " Dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up." Lastly, often read your ordination vows, and the pious and devoted ministers — no matter of what...

...is plausibly amused. Defend me, therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up ! 190 'Twere well, says one, sage, erudite, profound Terribly arch'd and aquiline his nose, And overbuilt...

...is plausibly amused. Defend me, therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up ! 190 'Twere well, says one, sage, erudite, profound Terribly arch'd and aquiline his nose, And overbuilt...

...PAINS OF PLEASING. Oеfend me, therefore, common sense — eay I, From reveries to airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up ! COWFXR. CHAPTER I. "Do you think the good lady of this house will ask us to eit down, Charlotte ?"...

...cisterns, " cisterns that can hold no water," t and you will still continue to thirst and draw, — " dropping buckets into empty wells, " And growing old in drawing nothing up ; " until the Spirit give you new tastes, and new desires, — a divine and spiritual craving, which...

...emanating from them ? When the times are hissing and boiling like a Geyser, where are they ? " — Dropping buckets into empty wells And growing old in drawing nothing up." • Our baker was fortunate enough in his boyhood to be taught the regular school-hopscotch, for, passing...

...buck-washing. Id. Ib. fol. 50. Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up! Cowper. The Task, book iii. Nothing is stol'n : my muse, though mean Draws from the spring she finds...

...is plausibly amused. Defend me, therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up ! 'Twere well, says one sage erudite, profound, Terribly arch'd, and aquiline his nose, And overbuilt with most impending...

...preach, without having his mind stored with theological knowledge, are not unjustly characterized as, 44 Dropping buckets into empty wells ; And growing old in drawing nothing up." Where there is eloquence at all, there must be the eloquence of thought. A man may bluster, and foam,...

...all its flavour." " Domestic happiness, thou only bliss Of Paradise that hast survived the fall." " Dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up." " The town has tinged the country." " Life spent in indolence and therefore sad." " But war's a game,...