This Life and the Next: Impressions and Thoughts of Notable Men and Women from Plato to RuskinG. Richards, 1902 - 295 páginas |
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... graves which hide us from the sorching sun Are like drawn curtains when the play is done . Thus playing , post we to ... grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust ! 2 Whosoever he be to whom Fortune hath been a servant and ...
... graves which hide us from the sorching sun Are like drawn curtains when the play is done . Thus playing , post we to ... grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust ! 2 Whosoever he be to whom Fortune hath been a servant and ...
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... grave without fear , and embrace both as necessary guides to endless glory.1 EDMUND SPENSER ( 1553-1599 ) WHE WHEN I bethinke me on that speech why - leare Of Mutabilitie , and well it way ! Me seemes , that though she all unworthy were ...
... grave without fear , and embrace both as necessary guides to endless glory.1 EDMUND SPENSER ( 1553-1599 ) WHE WHEN I bethinke me on that speech why - leare Of Mutabilitie , and well it way ! Me seemes , that though she all unworthy were ...
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... grave , as thou dost mine . Tears ask I none , for those in death are vain , The true repentant showers which I did rain From my sad soul , in time to come will bring To this dead root an everlasting spring . Till then my soul with her ...
... grave , as thou dost mine . Tears ask I none , for those in death are vain , The true repentant showers which I did rain From my sad soul , in time to come will bring To this dead root an everlasting spring . Till then my soul with her ...
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... grave , as now my bed . Howere I rest , great God , let me Awake again at last with Thee . And thus assur'd , behold I lie Securely , or to wake or die . These are my drowsie days ; in vain 1 From Religio Medici , Part II . sect . xi ...
... grave , as now my bed . Howere I rest , great God , let me Awake again at last with Thee . And thus assur'd , behold I lie Securely , or to wake or die . These are my drowsie days ; in vain 1 From Religio Medici , Part II . sect . xi ...
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... Grave cannot hold them , and that they live as soon as they die . For Death is no more than a Turning of us over from Time to Eternity . Nor can there be a Revolution without it ; for it supposes the Dissolution of one form in order to ...
... Grave cannot hold them , and that they live as soon as they die . For Death is no more than a Turning of us over from Time to Eternity . Nor can there be a Revolution without it ; for it supposes the Dissolution of one form in order to ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Autobiography BARUCH SPINOZA beautiful believe Blaise Pascal blessed body Boswell breath CHARLOTTE BRONTË Christ Christian Countess of Bute creature creed dear death delight desire divine doth dream earth Edward Dowden Elizabeth Carter enjoy eternal evil existence eyes faith fear feel flowers future give God's Gospel grave grow happiness hath heart heaven hope human Ibid imagination immortality infinite J. A. Symonds JOHN John Stuart Blackie Johnson lbid less letter written light live look man's Memoirs mind moral nature never OMAR KHAYYÁM pain pass passions peace philosophers pleasure Poems present reason Religio Medici religion rest river Brathay Rossetti seems sense sleep Sonnet sorrow soul spirit strive suffer suppose sure sweet tell thank thee things thou art thought trans true trust truth W. E. Gladstone W. H. Mallock WILLIAM wish youth
Pasajes populares
Página 27 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end, Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 192 - I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last!
Página 98 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Página 176 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul ? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams ? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 23 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Página 29 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Página 33 - Death, be not proud though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones and soul's delivery.
Página 228 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.
Página 176 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 32 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.