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Home›Traditions›Reformed/Presbyterian

Reformed/Presbyterian Illustrations

God's absolute sovereignty, covenant theology, and Westminster Confessional standards.

Key question: “How does this text display God's sovereign grace and purpose, and ultimately bring glory to His name?”

24,307 sermon illustrations through the Reformed/Presbyterian lens

Poetry

Eloisa to Abelard.

In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heavenly-pensive Contemplation dwells, And ever-musing Melancholy reigns, What means this tumult in a vestal's veins? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat?

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Alexander Pope

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Poetry

Ginevra

Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as one Who staggers forth into the air and sun From the dark chamber of a mortal fever, Bewildered, and incapable, and ever Fancying strange comments in her dizzy brain Of usual shapes, till the...

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Poetry

I Sing the Body Electric.

1 I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul.

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In a huge cloud of mountain hue The sun sets dark nor shudders through One single beam to shine again Tis night already in the lane The settled clouds in ridges lie And some swell mountains calm and high Clouds...

Walt Whitman.

1 I CELEBRATE myself; And what I assume you shall assume; For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my Soul; I lean and loafe at my ease, observing a spear of summer grass.

The Triumph of Life

Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory and of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his splendour, and the mask Of darkness fell from the awakened Earth-- The smokeless altars of the mountain snows Flamed above...

Upon Appleton House, to My Lord Fairfax

Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to Pastures hew; Who of his great Design in pain Did for a Model vault his Brain, Whose Columnes should so...

Oedipus Tyrannus or Swellfoot the Tyrant. a Tragedy in Two Acts

TRANSLATED FROM THE ORIGINAL DORIC. 'Choose Reform or Civil War, When through thy streets, instead of hare with dogs, A CONSORT-QUEEN shall hunt a king with hogs, Riding on the IONIAN MINOTAUR.' SCENE.--THEBES. SCENE 1.1.--A MAGNIFICENT TEMPLE, BUILT OF THIGH-BONES...

296. The Five Carlins: An Election Ballad

THERE was five Carlins in the South, They fell upon a scheme, To send a lad to London town, To bring them tidings hame. Nor only bring them tidings hame, But do their errands there, And aiblins gowd and honor...

Scenes From the Faust of Goethe

SCENE 1.--PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.

293. The Whistle: A Ballad

I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, I sing of a Whistle, the pride of the North. Was brought to the court of our good Scottish King, And long with this Whistle all Scotland shall ring.

The Task: Book II, The Time-Piece (excerpts)

England, with all thy faults, I love thee still-- My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrain'd to love thee.

Don Juan

FRAGMENT ON THE BACK OF THE MS. OF CANTO I.

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George Gordon, Lord Byron

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Fable

The Crow and the Pitcher

Little by little does the trick

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Aesop

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Poetry

How They Brought the Good News From Ghent to Aix

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights...

The Vanities of Life

Vanity of vanities, all is vanity.--_Solomon What are life's joys and gains? What pleasures crowd its ways, That man should take such pains To seek them all his days? Sift this untoward strife On which thy mind is bent: See...

Summer,

THE SECOND PASTORAL, OR ALEXIS. TO DR GARTH. A shepherd's boy (he seeks no better name) Led forth his flocks along the silver Thame, Where dancing sunbeams on the waters play'd, And verdant alders form'd a quivering shade.

Song of the Exposition.

1 AFTER all, not to create only, or found only, But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded, To give it our own identity, average, limitless, free; To fill the gross, the torpid bulk with vital religious fire;...

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Walt Whitman

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Fable

The Man and the Wood

Do not provide your enemy with the means for your own destruction

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Aesop

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Poetry

Book II. Satire VI. the First Part Imitated in the Year 1714, by Dr

SWIFT; THE LATTER PART ADDED AFTERWARDS. I've often wish'd that I had clear, For life, six hundred pounds a-year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood Of land,...

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Alexander Pope

1257 words

Fable

The Cat-Maiden

Nature will out

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Aesop

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Poetry

Paradise Lost: Book 07

Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill I soar, Above the flight of Pegasean wing!

Celestial Love

Higher far, Upward, into the pure realm, Over sun or star, Over the flickering Dæmon film, Thou must mount for love,— Into vision which all form In one only form dissolves; In a region where the wheel, On which all...

The Fallen Elm

Old elm, that murmured in our chimney top The sweetest anthem autumn ever made And into mellow whispering calms would drop When showers fell on thy many coloured shade And when dark tempests mimic thunder made-- While darkness came as...

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John Clare

481 words