Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, Volum 6Jeannette Leonard Gilder Christian Herald, 1905 |
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... Hath of Himself no Good Thing nor Any- thing Whereof he Can Glory . Love of Solitude and Silence . Concerning the Inward Life . The Consideration of One's Self . PAGE 5 KINGSLEY , CHARLES The Merry Lark . A Farewell . 17 The Lands o ...
... Hath of Himself no Good Thing nor Any- thing Whereof he Can Glory . Love of Solitude and Silence . Concerning the Inward Life . The Consideration of One's Self . PAGE 5 KINGSLEY , CHARLES The Merry Lark . A Farewell . 17 The Lands o ...
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... hath of Himself no Good Thing nor Anything Thomas Moore Thomas A'Kempis 11 Thomas A'Kempis 12 319 To Perdita , Singing James Russell Lowell 185 To the Dandelion James Russell Lowell 192 To the Sister of Elia Three Fishers , The Walter ...
... hath of Himself no Good Thing nor Anything Thomas Moore Thomas A'Kempis 11 Thomas A'Kempis 12 319 To Perdita , Singing James Russell Lowell 185 To the Dandelion James Russell Lowell 192 To the Sister of Elia Three Fishers , The Walter ...
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... hath so in his heart a sympathy with the passion of Christ as he who hath suffered the like himself . The cross , therefore , is always ready , and every- where waits for thee . Thou canst not escape it whithersoever thou run- nest ...
... hath so in his heart a sympathy with the passion of Christ as he who hath suffered the like himself . The cross , therefore , is always ready , and every- where waits for thee . Thou canst not escape it whithersoever thou run- nest ...
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... hath advanced in the Spirit , so much the heavier crosses he oftentimes findeth ; because the grief of his banishment increas- eth with his love to God . 8. Nevertheless this man , though so many ways afflicted , is not without ...
... hath advanced in the Spirit , so much the heavier crosses he oftentimes findeth ; because the grief of his banishment increas- eth with his love to God . 8. Nevertheless this man , though so many ways afflicted , is not without ...
Side 11
... hath arrived at it , he beginneth to be of another mind ; for man's affections do not long continue fixed on one object , but rather do urge him from one thing to another . It is , therefore , no small benefit for a man to for- sake ...
... hath arrived at it , he beginneth to be of another mind ; for man's affections do not long continue fixed on one object , but rather do urge him from one thing to another . It is , therefore , no small benefit for a man to for- sake ...
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Side 278 - There held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast ; And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...
Side 177 - Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Side 140 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Side 280 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek!
Side 165 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay...
Side 154 - Then the Master, With a gesture of command, Waved his hand; And at the word, Loud and sudden there was heard, All around them and below, The sound of hammers, blow on blow, Knocking away the shores and spurs. And see! she stirs! She starts, — she moves, — she seems to feel The thrill of life along her keel, And, spurning with her foot the ground, With one exulting, joyous bound, She leaps into the ocean's arms!
Side 286 - Of Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse...
Side 281 - To walk the studious cloister's pale And love the high-embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof And storied windows richly dight Casting a dim religious light: There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Side 314 - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Side 166 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.