Poets in the PulpitSampson, Law, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880 - 291 страница |
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... seen , being understood by the things that are made , even His eternal power and Godhead . " Romans ii . 20 . II . LONGFELLOW ON DEATH . - If there is one thing which paralyzes and depresses us in the midst of contemplating beautiful ...
... seen , being understood by the things that are made , even His eternal power and Godhead . " Romans ii . 20 . II . LONGFELLOW ON DEATH . - If there is one thing which paralyzes and depresses us in the midst of contemplating beautiful ...
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... seen and temporal , but with the things unseen and eternal ; and you are pessimists in spite of yourselves . You who have ceased to believe in the progress of right and the victory of good , may be recalled to a healthier and nobler ...
... seen and temporal , but with the things unseen and eternal ; and you are pessimists in spite of yourselves . You who have ceased to believe in the progress of right and the victory of good , may be recalled to a healthier and nobler ...
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... seen , in St. Simeon Stylites , and St. Agnes , the attempt of ascetic and conventual Christianity to isolate the spirit , to crush the body and ignore the mind ; we now come with the " Vision of Sin " upon man's attempt to live merely ...
... seen , in St. Simeon Stylites , and St. Agnes , the attempt of ascetic and conventual Christianity to isolate the spirit , to crush the body and ignore the mind ; we now come with the " Vision of Sin " upon man's attempt to live merely ...
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... cry of fallen despairing humanity , when the veil falls off , and all is seen in the hideous and naked deformity and ruin of sin . " Is there any hope ? " And with the truest deepest reverence the seer pauses to 74 Poets in the Pulpit .
... cry of fallen despairing humanity , when the veil falls off , and all is seen in the hideous and naked deformity and ruin of sin . " Is there any hope ? " And with the truest deepest reverence the seer pauses to 74 Poets in the Pulpit .
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... seen what be- came of the merely sensual man ; now we are to contemplate the merely intellectual man . This sel- fish , solitary , isolation of self - culture is a besetting tendency of the age , both in art and literature ; to ...
... seen what be- came of the merely sensual man ; now we are to contemplate the merely intellectual man . This sel- fish , solitary , isolation of self - culture is a besetting tendency of the age , both in art and literature ; to ...
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Страница 248 - Earth has not anything to show more fair ! Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty. This city now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning : silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples, lie Open unto the fields and to the sky, All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Страница 21 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Страница 18 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Страница 274 - Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 5 Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due...
Страница 16 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Страница 275 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Страница 237 - 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.
Страница 269 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Страница 267 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Страница 251 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.