Complete RhetoricS. C. Griggs, 1885 - 346 стор. |
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... soul . - Robertson . Old truths are always new to us , if they come with the smell of Heaven upon them . - Bunyan . Imperatively-- Love me , and tell me so sometimes . - Gail Hamilton . Interrogatively – In this God's world , with its ...
... soul . - Robertson . Old truths are always new to us , if they come with the smell of Heaven upon them . - Bunyan . Imperatively-- Love me , and tell me so sometimes . - Gail Hamilton . Interrogatively – In this God's world , with its ...
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... soul , I mean ) flat and exhausted , incapable of attending to her own concerns , and unfitted for the con- versation of more rational guests . ' The long sentence , full of additions or exceptions , clumsy and unwieldy , pre- vails in ...
... soul , I mean ) flat and exhausted , incapable of attending to her own concerns , and unfitted for the con- versation of more rational guests . ' The long sentence , full of additions or exceptions , clumsy and unwieldy , pre- vails in ...
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... soul is an enchanted boat , Which like a sleeping swan doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing , And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it , we are not to imagine that the words in these lines are used ...
... soul is an enchanted boat , Which like a sleeping swan doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing , And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it , we are not to imagine that the words in these lines are used ...
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... soul , the Psalmist says : " Thou shalt wash me , and I shall be whiter than snow . ' To those who ask , God is said to give the living water , mean- ing the Divine truth and grace , which nourish the soul , as the water of the spring ...
... soul , the Psalmist says : " Thou shalt wash me , and I shall be whiter than snow . ' To those who ask , God is said to give the living water , mean- ing the Divine truth and grace , which nourish the soul , as the water of the spring ...
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... soul's dark cottage . ' Metaphor is thus an approximately general designation for figures of diction . ' As we have seen , the points to be noticed in all metaphors are : 1 The literal signification of the term . 2. The figurative , or ...
... soul's dark cottage . ' Metaphor is thus an approximately general designation for figures of diction . ' As we have seen , the points to be noticed in all metaphors are : 1 The literal signification of the term . 2. The figurative , or ...
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Сторінка 187 - Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me gossip Quickly ? coming in to borrow a mess of vinegar ; telling us she had a good dish of prawns ; whereby thou didst desire to eat some, whereby I told thee they were ill for a green wound...
Сторінка 86 - How that by revelation he made known unto me the mystery (as I wrote afore in few words, whereby, when ye read, ye may understand my knowledge in the mystery of Christ) which in other ages was not made known unto the sons of men, as it is now revealed unto his holy Apostles and Prophets by the Spirit...
Сторінка 243 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and' far delight,— A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Сторінка 238 - Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing. Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth...
Сторінка 179 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away; He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay: There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother — he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday.
Сторінка 182 - Therefore doth heaven divide The state of man in divers functions, Setting endeavour in continual motion; To which is fixed, as an aim or butt, Obedience: for so work the honey-bees, Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
Сторінка 171 - She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Сторінка 324 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Сторінка 4 - Yet must I not give Nature all : thy art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter, Nature be, His art doth give the fashion.
Сторінка 96 - O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, That I am meek and gentle with these butchers! Thou art the ruins of the noblest man That ever lived in the tide of times. Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,— Which, like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue...