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... souls of mighty artists , whether their art be poetry , or painting , or sculpture , but also of great philosophers ... soul diffused itself , And carried to all spirits , with the act , Its affluent inspiration . " * This illustration ...
... souls of mighty artists , whether their art be poetry , or painting , or sculpture , but also of great philosophers ... soul diffused itself , And carried to all spirits , with the act , Its affluent inspiration . " * This illustration ...
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... soul ! and wherefore ? Clara . That I soon perceived . age , He plucked aside the curtain of the couch , And there two children's bodies lay composed . They seemed like twins of some ten years of And they had died so nearly both ...
... soul ! and wherefore ? Clara . That I soon perceived . age , He plucked aside the curtain of the couch , And there two children's bodies lay composed . They seemed like twins of some ten years of And they had died so nearly both ...
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... soul , apart from the senses , is left to the solemn , solitary work , and beholds the strength and the purity of the spirit that has passed away , more truly than when it was incarnate , in this life . I use these illustrations to show ...
... soul , apart from the senses , is left to the solemn , solitary work , and beholds the strength and the purity of the spirit that has passed away , more truly than when it was incarnate , in this life . I use these illustrations to show ...
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... soul must keep do- minion over them , or else we are sure to be beset by the manifold mischiefs and miseries of materialism in some or other of its forms . The most elevated sense of truth in the spirit of a man may be grievously and ...
... soul must keep do- minion over them , or else we are sure to be beset by the manifold mischiefs and miseries of materialism in some or other of its forms . The most elevated sense of truth in the spirit of a man may be grievously and ...
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... soul that God is dealing with , and that it is over his appalled spirit that is hanging the fulfilment which closes the story of him and his empire . " In that night was Belshazzar slain , and Darius the Mede took the kingdom . " The ...
... soul that God is dealing with , and that it is over his appalled spirit that is hanging the fulfilment which closes the story of him and his empire . " In that night was Belshazzar slain , and Darius the Mede took the kingdom . " The ...
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Page 304 - Love had he found in huts where poor men lie, His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 456 - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
Page 389 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise : Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator...
Page 140 - And, father Cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven; If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Page 306 - Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school : and whereas, before, our forefathers had no other books but the score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be used, and, contrary to the king, his crown and dignity, 40 thou hast built a paper-mill.
Page 460 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause. Yet I'll not shed her blood; Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Page 326 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Page 141 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 333 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee: Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's...
Page 176 - And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...