The Chapel of St. John; Or, a Life of Faith in the Nineteenth CenturyThomas Richardson & Son, 1861 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina 38
... impression produced by habit making you fancy that the natural side of things , as you call it , was the only one philo- sophically true ! How readily would you admit what faith now demands of you ; namely , that the fact of human life ...
... impression produced by habit making you fancy that the natural side of things , as you call it , was the only one philo- sophically true ! How readily would you admit what faith now demands of you ; namely , that the fact of human life ...
Pagina 40
... impression of fear , and makes one attach to the results of human experience a painful morality . Vainly does this poet cry repeatedly , Lord , Lord ! as if to be reassured in darkness , and fortified against himself . Vainly does he ...
... impression of fear , and makes one attach to the results of human experience a painful morality . Vainly does this poet cry repeatedly , Lord , Lord ! as if to be reassured in darkness , and fortified against himself . Vainly does he ...
Pagina 44
... impression of each new idea to the charm of a sensation ...... Yet one does not adopt this epicurism of the intelligence at once , and with a deliberate intention . One says that every thing must be known , and then there will be time ...
... impression of each new idea to the charm of a sensation ...... Yet one does not adopt this epicurism of the intelligence at once , and with a deliberate intention . One says that every thing must be known , and then there will be time ...
Pagina 59
... impressions to subject all souls and bodies to one unvarying type ; but we of the North , as some one says , even without having made such studies , pre- fer that primitive element , which Christianity , at least in the North ...
... impressions to subject all souls and bodies to one unvarying type ; but we of the North , as some one says , even without having made such studies , pre- fer that primitive element , which Christianity , at least in the North ...
Pagina 70
... impression was produced on the mind of those who knew Jane Mary , when they heard of her being no longer in the midst of them . It was as if the laus perennis had been abolished , as if an institution had perished , as if there was to ...
... impression was produced on the mind of those who knew Jane Mary , when they heard of her being no longer in the midst of them . It was as if the laus perennis had been abolished , as if an institution had perished , as if there was to ...
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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.