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Kiti leidimai - Peržiūrėti viską
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
absolute monarchy admit Alexander appears Archbishop Archbishop of Sens argument authority Babington beautiful bioplast Bishops body Cæcilia called Catacomb Catholic century Chant character Christian Church cipher civil Comte de Chambord constitutional course desire divine doctrine doubt Duc de Broglie edition Edmund England English evidence ex cathedrâ existence express fact faith feeling figured music France French Froude Froude's Gifford Gilbert Gifford give Gregorian Gregorian Chant hand Hephestion Holy king legitimate less letter living London Lord Louis XVIII Mary Mary's matter means mind monarchy moral nation nature never object Pantheism person Phelippes Phillipps pilgrimage Pius Plain-Chant Pontigny Pope possession present principles Ptolemy Queen of Scots question readers reason regard religion religious Roman Rome sacred saint seems sense soul sovereign sovereignty speak spiritual suppose temporal theory things tion true truth Walsingham Wesley Wesley's whole words
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74 psl. - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
69 psl. - God pity them both! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been...
299 psl. - Hitherto it is questionable if all the mechanical inventions yet made have lightened the day's toil of any human being. They have enabled a greater population to live the same life of drudgery and imprisonment, and an increased number of manufacturers and others to make large fortunes.
53 psl. - We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
72 psl. - Science, true daughter of old Time thou art, Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes. Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart, Vulture, whose wings are dull realities...
69 psl. - Maud Muller on a summer's day Raked the meadow sweet with hay. Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealth Of simple beauty and rustic health. Singing, she wrought, and her merry glee The mock-bird echoed from his tree. But when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast, A wish that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known. The Judge rode slowly down the lane, Smoothing...
65 psl. - It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those i'ar stars that come in sight Once in a century ; But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men...
15 psl. - For the Holy Spirit was not promised to the successors of Peter, that by his revelation they might make known new doctrine; but that by his assistance they might inviolably keep and faithfully expound the revelation or deposit of faith delivered through the Apostles.
85 psl. - WHY, who makes much of a miracle ? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky...
81 psl. - Omnes! omnes! let others ignore what they may, I make the poem of evil also, I commemorate that part also, I am myself just as much evil as good, and my nation is and I say there is in fact no evil...