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... Max Müller in the brief and ra- tional sketch he has given of the life of this wonderful man , as handed down by tradition , and committed to writing before the close of the First Century . " * The time which Max Müller holds to be the ...
... Max Müller in the brief and ra- tional sketch he has given of the life of this wonderful man , as handed down by tradition , and committed to writing before the close of the First Century . " * The time which Max Müller holds to be the ...
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... Max Müller from a collection of the parables of Buddhaghosha , a follower of Buddha , translated from the Burmese by Captain Rogers . It is as follows : - " Some time after this , Kisâgotami gave birth to a son . When the boy was able ...
... Max Müller from a collection of the parables of Buddhaghosha , a follower of Buddha , translated from the Burmese by Captain Rogers . It is as follows : - " Some time after this , Kisâgotami gave birth to a son . When the boy was able ...
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... Max Müller gives these legends of Buddha as a specimen of the true Buddhism , " intel- ligible to the poor and suffering , which has endeared Buddhism to the hearts of mil- lions " - " the beautiful , the tender , the humanly true ...
... Max Müller gives these legends of Buddha as a specimen of the true Buddhism , " intel- ligible to the poor and suffering , which has endeared Buddhism to the hearts of mil- lions " - " the beautiful , the tender , the humanly true ...
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... Max Müller admits - points to this hy- pothesis , though he does not consider that , theoretically , it went further than " the en- trance of the soul into rest , a subduing of all wishes and desires , indifference to joy and pain , to ...
... Max Müller admits - points to this hy- pothesis , though he does not consider that , theoretically , it went further than " the en- trance of the soul into rest , a subduing of all wishes and desires , indifference to joy and pain , to ...
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... Max Müller . A few extracts are given to show its tenour and spirit . 66 Reflection is the path of immortality , thoughtlessness the path of death . Those ** " Hatred does not cease by hatred at any BUDDHA AND BUDDHISM . 169.
... Max Müller . A few extracts are given to show its tenour and spirit . 66 Reflection is the path of immortality , thoughtlessness the path of death . Those ** " Hatred does not cease by hatred at any BUDDHA AND BUDDHISM . 169.
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Сторінка 85 - Jesus heard that they had cast him out ; and when he had found him, he said unto him, Dost thou believe on the Son of God? He answered and said, Who is he, Lord, that I might believe on him? And Jesus said unto him, Thou hast both seen him, and it is he that talketh with thee.
Сторінка 364 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Сторінка 142 - I have heard of your paintings too, well enough ; God hath given you one face and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Сторінка 361 - I was stared at, hooted at, grinned at, chattered at, by monkeys, by paroquets, by cockatoos. I ran into pagodas, and was fixed for centuries at the summit, or in secret rooms. I was the idol ; I was the priest ; I was worshipped ; I was sacrificed.
Сторінка 145 - Lay her i' the earth; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring! I tell thee, churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Сторінка 399 - If ye walk in my statutes, and keep my commandments, and do them ; then I will give you rain in due season, and the land shall yield her increase, and the trees of the field shall yield their fruit.
Сторінка 364 - It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir: It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir. Here once, through an alley Titanic, Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul — Of cypress, with Psyche, my Soul.
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