The Book of Nature, Том 3Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1826 |
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... says nothing whatever , and even re- gards the enquiry as " invidious and weak . ” ‡ By some immaterialists , and particularly by Vitringa and Grotius , it has been conceived that , as something distinct from matter must be granted to ...
... says nothing whatever , and even re- gards the enquiry as " invidious and weak . ” ‡ By some immaterialists , and particularly by Vitringa and Grotius , it has been conceived that , as something distinct from matter must be granted to ...
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... says to the materialist , matter is not necessa- rily corruptible ; as a believer in the Bible , you admit that it is not so upon your own principle , which maintains that the body was incorruptible when it first issued from the hands ...
... says to the materialist , matter is not necessa- rily corruptible ; as a believer in the Bible , you admit that it is not so upon your own principle , which maintains that the body was incorruptible when it first issued from the hands ...
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... perfect state of things . " The natural and moral con- stitution and government of the world , " says he , " are so connected as to make up together but one scheme ; and it is highly probable that AND IMMATERIALISM . 81.
... perfect state of things . " The natural and moral con- stitution and government of the world , " says he , " are so connected as to make up together but one scheme ; and it is highly probable that AND IMMATERIALISM . 81.
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... says he , " are under a dark night in things relating to religion , to be șure , the tradition of it : yet they believe a God and immortality without the help of metaphysics ; for they say there is a great king who made them , who ...
... says he , " are under a dark night in things relating to religion , to be șure , the tradition of it : yet they believe a God and immortality without the help of metaphysics ; for they say there is a great king who made them , who ...
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... , and that the state of the good will be much better than that of the bad . " He drank the deadly cup , and shortly afterwards expired . Such was the end of the virtuous Socrates ! " A story , " says Cicero , 50 ON THE NATURE AND.
... , and that the state of the good will be much better than that of the bad . " He drank the deadly cup , and shortly afterwards expired . Such was the end of the virtuous Socrates ! " A story , " says Cicero , 50 ON THE NATURE AND.
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Стр. 55 - For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts ; even one thing befalleth them : as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath ; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast : for all is vanity. All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
Стр. 371 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
Стр. 262 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Стр. 330 - She call'd on Echo still through all the song; And, where her sweetest theme she chose, A soft responsive voice was heard at every close: And Hope enchanted smiled, and waved her golden hair...
Стр. 325 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Стр. 234 - HAPPINESS ! our being's end and aim ! Good, Pleasure, Ease, Content ! whate'er thy name: That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die...
Стр. 396 - Let us then suppose the mind to be, as we say, white paper, void of all characters, without any ideas; how comes it to be furnished? Whence comes it by that vast store, which the busy and boundless fancy of man has painted on it with an almost endless variety?
Стр. 323 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Стр. 262 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Стр. 284 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...