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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... Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself . " The poet - preacher takes Caliban , Shakespeare's grotesque monster , and pictures him rolling and wallowing in the slime of a cave on an island , thinking and talking to ...
... Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself . " The poet - preacher takes Caliban , Shakespeare's grotesque monster , and pictures him rolling and wallowing in the slime of a cave on an island , thinking and talking to ...
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... Thou vex me , Coming ever to perplex me ? For the key is stiffly rusty , And the bolt is clogged and dusty . Many - fingered ivy - vine Seals it fast with twist and twine ; Weeds of years and years before Choke the passage of that door ...
... Thou vex me , Coming ever to perplex me ? For the key is stiffly rusty , And the bolt is clogged and dusty . Many - fingered ivy - vine Seals it fast with twist and twine ; Weeds of years and years before Choke the passage of that door ...
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... Thou hast only dreamed of pleasure , Dreamed of gifts and golden treasure Dreamed of jewels in thy keeping , Waked to weariness and weeping . Open to thy soul's one Lover , And thy night of dreams is over ; The true gifts He brings have ...
... Thou hast only dreamed of pleasure , Dreamed of gifts and golden treasure Dreamed of jewels in thy keeping , Waked to weariness and weeping . Open to thy soul's one Lover , And thy night of dreams is over ; The true gifts He brings have ...
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... thou deep , peace ! Your discord end ! ' ' Nor stayed ; but on the wings of cherubim Uplifted , in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos , and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard his voice : him all his train Followed in bright procession ...
... thou deep , peace ! Your discord end ! ' ' Nor stayed ; but on the wings of cherubim Uplifted , in paternal glory rode Far into Chaos , and the world unborn ; For Chaos heard his voice : him all his train Followed in bright procession ...
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... Thou compassest my path and my lying down and art acquainted with all my Thou hast beset me behind and before . Whither shall I go from thy Spirit ? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence ? If I ascend up into heaven thou art there ...
... Thou compassest my path and my lying down and art acquainted with all my Thou hast beset me behind and before . Whither shall I go from thy Spirit ? Or whither shall I flee from thy presence ? If I ascend up into heaven thou art there ...
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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.