The Chapel of St. John; Or, a Life of Faith in the Nineteenth CenturyThomas Richardson & Son, 1861 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina 71
... Lady , or of the poor , or of the faithful departed , she used to cry so much that she even affected those strangers who were near her . During her last years she used to say , that at the Benediction she always felt as if her two ...
... Lady , or of the poor , or of the faithful departed , she used to cry so much that she even affected those strangers who were near her . During her last years she used to say , that at the Benediction she always felt as if her two ...
Pagina 72
... Lady , in testimony of love for her . Many lamps elsewhere she kept burning , and fur- nished what was needful for their perpetual maintenance . Whenever there was a procession of the blessed sacrament she used to be greatly affected ...
... Lady , in testimony of love for her . Many lamps elsewhere she kept burning , and fur- nished what was needful for their perpetual maintenance . Whenever there was a procession of the blessed sacrament she used to be greatly affected ...
Pagina 76
... Lady , or of the Apostles and Saints ? Truly it was she , above most persons on this earth , who seemed as the poet says , " Content upon each holy annual feast , Remember'd half the year and hoped the rest . " The fête days of her ...
... Lady , or of the Apostles and Saints ? Truly it was she , above most persons on this earth , who seemed as the poet says , " Content upon each holy annual feast , Remember'd half the year and hoped the rest . " The fête days of her ...
Pagina 77
... Lady . The churches of Paris and of Boulogne , to be silent as to those of our own country , have still to show within their treasures for production upon great occasions , some objects of no little value that were her gift . She used ...
... Lady . The churches of Paris and of Boulogne , to be silent as to those of our own country , have still to show within their treasures for production upon great occasions , some objects of no little value that were her gift . She used ...
Pagina 80
... Lady , that had long been in her family ; and in her choicest treasury she preserved the relics that had been given to herself or to her ancestors . It was a strange way for Sir Thomas Brown to justify his own " little devotion unto ...
... Lady , that had long been in her family ; and in her choicest treasury she preserved the relics that had been given to herself or to her ancestors . It was a strange way for Sir Thomas Brown to justify his own " little devotion unto ...
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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.