The Dial: A Magazine for Literature, Philosophy, and Religion, 1 tomasMargaret Fuller, Ralph Waldo Emerson, George Ripley Weeks, Jordan, and Company, 1841 A magazine for literature, philosophy, and religion. |
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... turning us to stone , which renounces hope , which looks only back- ward , which asks only such a future as the past , which VOL . I. NO . I. 1 J suspects improvement , and holds nothing so much in The Editors to the Reader.
... turning us to stone , which renounces hope , which looks only back- ward , which asks only such a future as the past , which VOL . I. NO . I. 1 J suspects improvement , and holds nothing so much in The Editors to the Reader.
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... hope , and in all companies do signify a greater trust in the nature and resources of man , than the laws or the popular opinions will well allow . This spirit of the time is felt by every individual with some difference , to each one ...
... hope , and in all companies do signify a greater trust in the nature and resources of man , than the laws or the popular opinions will well allow . This spirit of the time is felt by every individual with some difference , to each one ...
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... hope of spirits which are withdrawing from all old forms , and seeking in all that is new somewhat to meet their inap- peasable longings ; from the secret confession of genius afraid to trust itself to aught but sympathy ; from the ...
... hope of spirits which are withdrawing from all old forms , and seeking in all that is new somewhat to meet their inap- peasable longings ; from the secret confession of genius afraid to trust itself to aught but sympathy ; from the ...
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... hope the always strengthening league of the republic of letters must ere long settle laws on which its Amphictyonic coun- cil may act . Meanwhile let us not venture to write on criticism , but by classifying the critics imply our hopes ...
... hope the always strengthening league of the republic of letters must ere long settle laws on which its Amphictyonic coun- cil may act . Meanwhile let us not venture to write on criticism , but by classifying the critics imply our hopes ...
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... hope of glory . He will be truly incarnated in universal humanity , and God and man will be one . The tones of a sincere voice are heard in the conclusion of the volume , a part of which we copy . " Here I must close . I have uttered ...
... hope of glory . He will be truly incarnated in universal humanity , and God and man will be one . The tones of a sincere voice are heard in the conclusion of the volume , a part of which we copy . " Here I must close . I have uttered ...
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