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Página 511 - And he said unto him, If they hear not Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded, though one rose from the dead. THEN said he unto the disciples, It is impossible but that offences will come : but woe unto him , through whom they come ! It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he cast into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones.
Página 335 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 71 - ... word; and gentle winds and waters near make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, and in the sky the stars are met, and on the wave is deeper blue, and on the leaf a browner hue, and in the heaven that clear obscure, so softly dark and darkly pure, which follows the decline of day, as twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Página 71 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure...
Página 348 - I don't know what I should have done if it had not been for the garden, which was very nice, and the gardener always very civil.
Página 141 - ... that came that way, in expectation of catching some that might be making their escape that way ; and that he durst not put me into any of the hiding-holes of his house, because they had been discovered, and, consequently, if any search should be made, they would certainly repair to these holes ; and that therefore I had no other way of security but to go into his barn, and there lie behind his corn and hay.
Página 237 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 374 - Tyre, nor the historical plays of Shakespeare : besides many of the rest, as the Winter's Tale...
Página 115 - Could you hurt me, sweet lips, though I hurt you? Men touch them and change in a trice The lilies and languors of virtue For the roses and raptures of vice.
Página 444 - ... love will fly her home. The fugitives must brave every danger, for revenge, at all times the Bedouin's idol, now becomes the lode-star of his existence. But the Arab lover will dare all consequences. " Men have died and the worms have eaten them, but not for love," may be true in the West ; it is false in the East.