The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature, 6 tomasJohn Chapman, 1850 |
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... imagination . But from the moment that the visual image , presented by a well - constructed microscope , gave as good an idea of the object as we could have obtained from the object itself , if enlarged to the same size , and viewed by ...
... imagination . But from the moment that the visual image , presented by a well - constructed microscope , gave as good an idea of the object as we could have obtained from the object itself , if enlarged to the same size , and viewed by ...
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... imagination . The beautiful tribe of Desmidea , which forms the subject of Mr. Ralfs's admi- rable monograph , is now almost universally admitted , in this country at least , to be of a vegetable nature : and the recent discovery by Mr ...
... imagination . The beautiful tribe of Desmidea , which forms the subject of Mr. Ralfs's admi- rable monograph , is now almost universally admitted , in this country at least , to be of a vegetable nature : and the recent discovery by Mr ...
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... imagination by a drawing of such a pair of legs . The tallest Feejeean whom he saw , was , he says , 6 feet 6 inches high . D'Urville remarks that in this people there is " no obesity : " " they are tall , well made , active , and ...
... imagination by a drawing of such a pair of legs . The tallest Feejeean whom he saw , was , he says , 6 feet 6 inches high . D'Urville remarks that in this people there is " no obesity : " " they are tall , well made , active , and ...
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... imaginative and the romantic , which leave the mind so much to fill up for itself ; and though it may be said that his poems , like his stories , owe something of their in- terest to the author's love of the marvellous , it can hardly ...
... imaginative and the romantic , which leave the mind so much to fill up for itself ; and though it may be said that his poems , like his stories , owe something of their in- terest to the author's love of the marvellous , it can hardly ...
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... which would seem to be , in all its higher phases , the expression of affections through the medium of imagination , may con- cern itself with things intelligible and familiar , that lie I 2 Kingsley ; Trench ; Burbidge and Clough . 115.
... which would seem to be , in all its higher phases , the expression of affections through the medium of imagination , may con- cern itself with things intelligible and familiar , that lie I 2 Kingsley ; Trench ; Burbidge and Clough . 115.
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324 psl. - THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
325 psl. - So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry.
324 psl. - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
331 psl. - That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
325 psl. - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
330 psl. - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
324 psl. - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
326 psl. - Let her know her place ; She is the second, not the first. A higher hand must make her mild, If all be not in vain, and guide Her footsteps, moving side by side With Wisdom, like the younger child ; For she is earthly of the mind, But Wisdom heavenly of the soul.
328 psl. - I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one.
311 psl. - SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.