The World's Childhood: A Series of Sunday Evening Sermons from Themes Drawn from the First Three Chapters of Genesis, Том 20Funk & Wagnalls, 1910 - 363 стор. |
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... pictures him rolling and wallowing in the slime of a cave on an island , thinking and talking to himself about God . In the heat of the noon , Caliban wallows in the mud , while Prospero and Miranda sleep . He , not drudging at their ...
... pictures him rolling and wallowing in the slime of a cave on an island , thinking and talking to himself about God . In the heat of the noon , Caliban wallows in the mud , while Prospero and Miranda sleep . He , not drudging at their ...
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... picture of the poet is very true to life . Through generation after genera- tion , multitudes of men have looked into the clouded mirror of their own consciousness and taken for God a sort of monstrous dis- torted image of themselves ...
... picture of the poet is very true to life . Through generation after genera- tion , multitudes of men have looked into the clouded mirror of their own consciousness and taken for God a sort of monstrous dis- torted image of themselves ...
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... picture the world at this stage in its history . Imagination has little to play upon . It is a world before day . Darkness covers the earth , and there is no luminary to light up its desolation . The mountains with their picturesque ...
... picture the world at this stage in its history . Imagination has little to play upon . It is a world before day . Darkness covers the earth , and there is no luminary to light up its desolation . The mountains with their picturesque ...
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... picture that was covered up . So in many a man there is a hidden poem , there is a hidden picture , there is buried splendor . Indeed , we ought not to say in many a man - it is in every man - and the brooding Spirit of God is seeking ...
... picture that was covered up . So in many a man there is a hidden poem , there is a hidden picture , there is buried splendor . Indeed , we ought not to say in many a man - it is in every man - and the brooding Spirit of God is seeking ...
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... picture of Christ wearing the crown of thorns , standing outside the door , knocking , he invited a very dear friend to come to his studio and look at the picture before it was put on exhibition . His friend gazed for a few moments on ...
... picture of Christ wearing the crown of thorns , standing outside the door , knocking , he invited a very dear friend to come to his studio and look at the picture before it was put on exhibition . His friend gazed for a few moments on ...
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Сторінка 204 - And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of GOD and of the Lamb. In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month : and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.
Сторінка 28 - Thou compassest my path and my lying down, And art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, But, lo, O Lord, Thou knowest it altogether.
Сторінка 224 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Сторінка 295 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all, 'Guilty, guilty!
Сторінка 185 - I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Сторінка 332 - I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days ; I fled Him, down the arches of the years ; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind ; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped ; And shot, precipitated, Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.
Сторінка 178 - From branch to branch the smaller birds with song Solaced the woods, and spread their painted wings Till even ; nor then the solemn nightingale Ceased warbling, but all night tuned her soft lays : Others, on silver lakes and rivers, bathed Their downy breasts ; the swan with arched neck Between her white wings, mantling proudly, rows Her state with oary feet...
Сторінка 204 - And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and his servants shall serve him: And they shall see his face ; and his name shall be in their foreheads.
Сторінка 104 - And all the host of heaven shall be dissolved, and the heavens shall be rolled together as a scroll: and all their host shall fall down, as the leaf falleth off from the vine, and as a falling fig from the fig tree.
Сторінка 284 - In that same hour and hall, The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall, And wrote as if on sand : The fingers of a man ; — A solitary hand Along the letters ran, And traced them like a wand.