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Página 531 - No me tienes que dar porque te quiera, pues aunque lo que espero no esperara, lo mismo que te quiero te quisiera.
Página 608 - In my Father's house are many mansions ; I go to prepare a place for you, and I will come again and receive you unto myself, that where I am there ye may be also.
Página 516 - Tis greatly wise to talk with our past hours ; And ask them, what report they bore to heaven ; And how they might have borne more welcome news.
Página 300 - It is better to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting ; for that is the end of all men, and the living will lay it to his heart.
Página 608 - I go to prepare a place for you. And if I shall go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and will take you to myself, that where I am, you also may be.
Página 349 - It suffices me only to have remarked here, that perception is the first operation of all our intellectual faculties, and the inlet of all knowledge in our minds...
Página 279 - Oh! my friend, I think sometimes, could I recall the days that are past, which among them should I choose? not those 'merrier days,' not the 'pleasant days of hope...
Página 193 - O my lost love, and my own, own love, And my love that loved me so! Is there never a chink in the world above Where they listen for words from below?
Página 31 - is a very brisk agitation of the insensible parts of the object, which produce in us that sensation from which we denominate the object hot : so what in our sensation is heat in the object is nothing but motion...
Página 670 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted w1th golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.