Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Том 50;Том 113John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1889 |
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... heart , There is no God . " He had evi- dently been overheard to swear by the very Deity whose existence he ... hearts are in the Dog , which may be consulted with ad- right place , whose integrity is undoubted , vantage on this head ...
... heart , There is no God . " He had evi- dently been overheard to swear by the very Deity whose existence he ... hearts are in the Dog , which may be consulted with ad- right place , whose integrity is undoubted , vantage on this head ...
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... heart from oral repetition . Luis de Cam- oens , whose name was in every one's mouth , was living near a convent in wretched poverty , with neither friends nor pleasures . His only relaxation , his only variation and relief from the ...
... heart from oral repetition . Luis de Cam- oens , whose name was in every one's mouth , was living near a convent in wretched poverty , with neither friends nor pleasures . His only relaxation , his only variation and relief from the ...
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... heart , I can declare my belief that there is just as good reason for believing in the miraculous slaying of the man who fell short of the Athanasian power of affirming contradictories , with respect to the nature of the Godhead , as ...
... heart , I can declare my belief that there is just as good reason for believing in the miraculous slaying of the man who fell short of the Athanasian power of affirming contradictories , with respect to the nature of the Godhead , as ...
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... heart . The seeker after theological truth and that only , will no more suppose that I have insulted him , than the prisoner who works in fetters will try to pick a quarrel with me , if I suggest that he would get on better if the ...
... heart . The seeker after theological truth and that only , will no more suppose that I have insulted him , than the prisoner who works in fetters will try to pick a quarrel with me , if I suggest that he would get on better if the ...
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... heart by all Roman boys as a matter of course . Public speaking , too , was an art in which it was not so much a glory to excel as a disgrace to fail ; and in the upper divi- sions of schools rhetoric and the practice of declamation ...
... heart by all Roman boys as a matter of course . Public speaking , too , was an art in which it was not so much a glory to excel as a disgrace to fail ; and in the upper divi- sions of schools rhetoric and the practice of declamation ...
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Стр. 214 - A TROUBLE, not of clouds, or weeping rain, Nor of the setting sun's pathetic light Engendered, hangs o'er Eildon's triple height : Spirits of Power, assembled there, complain For kindred Power departing from their sight ; While Tweed, best pleased in chanting a blithe strain, Saddens his voice again, and yet again. Lift up your hearts, ye Mourners ! for the might Of the whole world's good wishes with him goes ; Blessings and prayers, in nobler retinue Than sceptred king or laurelled conqueror knows...
Стр. 247 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Стр. 519 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Стр. 248 - Your name from hence immortal life shall have, Though I, once gone, to all the world must die : The earth can yield me but a common grave, When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie. Your monument shall be my gentle verse, Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read ; And tongues to be your being shall rehearse, When all the breathers of this world are dead ; You still shall live — such virtue hath my pen — Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
Стр. 248 - Farewell! thou art too dear for my possessing, And like enough thou know'st thy estimate: The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing; My bonds in thee are all determinate. For how do I hold thee but by thy granting? And for that riches where is my deserving?
Стр. 64 - And the scribe said unto Him, Well, Master, Thou hast said the truth: for there is one God ; and there is none other but He : and to love Him with all the heart, and with all the understanding, and with all the soul, and with all the strength, and to love his neighbour as himself, is more than all whole burnt offerings and sacrifices. And when Jesus saw that he answered discreetly, He said unto him, Thou art not far from the kingdom of God.
Стр. 201 - THE TOYS My little Son, who look'd from thoughtful eyes And moved and spoke in quiet grown-up wise, Having my law the seventh time disobey'd, I struck him, and dismiss'd With hard words and unkiss'd, His Mother, who was patient, being dead.
Стр. 246 - When forty winters shall besiege thy brow, And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field, Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now, Will be a tatter'd weed, of small worth held...
Стр. 294 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth...
Стр. 14 - A lily of a day Is fairer far in May; Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.