The Chapel of St. John; Or, a Life of Faith in the Nineteenth CenturyThomas Richardson & Son, 1861 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina 4
... happy . It would be the moment , methinks , for some Autolycus to sing : - " When daffodils begin to peer— With , hey ! the laddy over the dale , — Why then comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale ...
... happy . It would be the moment , methinks , for some Autolycus to sing : - " When daffodils begin to peer— With , hey ! the laddy over the dale , — Why then comes in the sweet o ' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale ...
Pagina 21
... happy from it that one seeks to perpetuate for one's self , and for others , the knowledge and the happiness of an instant . " Intensity of feeling partakes of a similar privi- lege , even when one writes as one talks and as one thinks ...
... happy from it that one seeks to perpetuate for one's self , and for others , the knowledge and the happiness of an instant . " Intensity of feeling partakes of a similar privi- lege , even when one writes as one talks and as one thinks ...
Pagina 25
... happy mother , and while uniting the employments of Martha and Mary , may be truly said to have passed doing good . From her first entrance upon the world , with few and short intervals , she lived either abroad , or in do- mestic ...
... happy mother , and while uniting the employments of Martha and Mary , may be truly said to have passed doing good . From her first entrance upon the world , with few and short intervals , she lived either abroad , or in do- mestic ...
Pagina 34
... happy , genial influence , Coming one knows not how , nor whence , To heaven calling . " Well , such are , as it were , the first tracings that we make in the Chapel of St. John . The figure of an individual stands out prominently , but ...
... happy , genial influence , Coming one knows not how , nor whence , To heaven calling . " Well , such are , as it were , the first tracings that we make in the Chapel of St. John . The figure of an individual stands out prominently , but ...
Pagina 46
... happy , and no death serene . Again I say , it is men the farthest removed from the sanctuary who ac- knowledge it . " This alternation of doubt and faith caused me , " says Chateaubriand , " for a long period of my life , a mixture of ...
... happy , and no death serene . Again I say , it is men the farthest removed from the sanctuary who ac- knowledge it . " This alternation of doubt and faith caused me , " says Chateaubriand , " for a long period of my life , a mixture of ...
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The Chapel of St. John; Or, a Life of Faith in the Nineteenth Century Kenelm Henry Digby Vizualizare completă - 1861 |
The Chapel of St. John; Or, A Life of Faith in the Nineteenth Century Kenelm Henry Digby Vizualizare completă - 1863 |
The Chapel of St. John; Or, A Life of Faith in the Nineteenth Century Kenelm Henry Digby Vizualizare completă - 1863 |
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Pagina 336 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul...
Pagina 383 - Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant ; And my ending is despair, Unless I be relieved by prayer ; Which pierces so, that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults.
Pagina 4 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With...
Pagina 188 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Pagina 188 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Pagina 260 - Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas ; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside, My soul into the boughs does glide : There like a bird it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings ; And till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Pagina 183 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Pagina 192 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Pagina 33 - Some apprehension; Some steady love; some brief delight; Some memory that had taken flight; Some chime of fancy wrong or right; Or stray invention.
Pagina 278 - She was a Woman of a steady mind, Tender and deep in her excess of love; Not speaking much, pleased rather with the joy Of her own thoughts: by some especial care Her temper had been framed, as if to make A Being, who by adding love to peace Might live on earth a life of happiness.