The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Etc, 10 tomasAmerican Literary Society, 1901 |
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... Soul . To America . Afloat and Ashore . HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON More Poets yet . Angel Visitants . Give us but Yesterday . A Song of the Four Seasons . On a Nankin Plate . Before Sedan . A Gentleman of the Old School . PHILIP DODDRIDGE 1840 ...
... Soul . To America . Afloat and Ashore . HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON More Poets yet . Angel Visitants . Give us but Yesterday . A Song of the Four Seasons . On a Nankin Plate . Before Sedan . A Gentleman of the Old School . PHILIP DODDRIDGE 1840 ...
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... soul as Andromache at the tomb . of Hector , etc. , I question whether any Turk , of all that ever entered the paradise of opium - eaters , can have had half the pleasure I had . But , indeed , I honor the barbarians too much by ...
... soul as Andromache at the tomb . of Hector , etc. , I question whether any Turk , of all that ever entered the paradise of opium - eaters , can have had half the pleasure I had . But , indeed , I honor the barbarians too much by ...
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... soul to spring O'er the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight , beyond this little sphere , E'en to its source - to Thee - its Author - there ! - O thought ineffable ! O vision ...
... soul to spring O'er the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight , beyond this little sphere , E'en to its source - to Thee - its Author - there ! - O thought ineffable ! O vision ...
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... soul is no more with us . Where is it ? It is there . Where is there ? We know not . We can only weep and sob forth , Woe to us that we were ever born into the world ! VOL . VII . — 17 - They who are radiant with health , Love , joy ...
... soul is no more with us . Where is it ? It is there . Where is there ? We know not . We can only weep and sob forth , Woe to us that we were ever born into the world ! VOL . VII . — 17 - They who are radiant with health , Love , joy ...
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... souls to be fretted with woe . Where but now was spread a banquet , there stands a coffin ; Where but now rose mad ... soul and pass . Avaunt happiness , that boasts to be within our grasp- All happiness is but evanescent and a lie : I ...
... souls to be fretted with woe . Where but now was spread a banquet , there stands a coffin ; Where but now rose mad ... soul and pass . Avaunt happiness , that boasts to be within our grasp- All happiness is but evanescent and a lie : I ...
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The World's Great Masterpieces– History, Biography, Science ..., 10 tomas Visos knygos peržiūra - 1901 |
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3750 psl. - And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, Lazarus, come forth. And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes : and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, Loose him, and let him go.
3750 psl. - Jesus said, Take ye away the stone. Martha, the sister of him that was dead, saith unto him, Lord, by this time he stinketh: for he hath been dead four days.
3741 psl. - Our two souls, therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two: Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show To move, but doth if th
3834 psl. - Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God. That which is born of the flesh is flesh ; and that which is born of the Spirit is Spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.
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3741 psl. - Mourning As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th...
3719 psl. - HARK, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes ! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song.
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3509 psl. - That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes : — this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me — in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed. Here was a panacea — a ^UMO-/ nviyStt for all human woes: here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages...