...of ordinances, and thus are wearing life away, as the Christian poet has well expressed it — " By dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up." We have, therefore, still to discover the class to whom our Lord alludes in the invitation before us...

...plausibly amus'd. 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...

...this is the whole history of a large proportion of mankind ; in the caustic language of the Poet — dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up. " What shall we eat? what shall we drink? wherewithal shall we be clothed?" is the anxious cry of one....

...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...

...world in which God has placed them ! How many there are among at, whose whole life is spent '•In dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up." "What shall I dot" Ah! that qnerulous tone does not indicate that the dream is yet shaken 08 ! Do?...

...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 !" The exercise of plain common sense (which folks that affect " science" are so apt to despise) •would...

...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...

...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...

...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...

...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...