The Pilgrim and the Shrine: Or, Passages from the Life and Correspondence of Herbert AinslieLovell, 1889 - 467 sider |
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The Pilgrim and the Shrine: Or, Passages from the Life and Correspondence of ... Edward Maitland Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1871 |
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Arnold asked Atheist beauty become believe better Calvinistic Cape San Lucas captain chance CHAPTER Charles Arnold Christian Church death delight divine doctor Downieville earth evil excited existence faculty faith fancy father fear Feather river feel gold ground happiness heard heart heaven Herbert Ainslie's Journal hills hope horse human idea imagine impossible Indians infallible infinite islands labour listening living look Maleia man's Manichæans Mary Travers means miles mind Miss Travers missionaries morning native nature never night once party perfect perhaps poor priests religion revelation river rocks San Leon savages scurvy seems Sierra Nevada sleeper wakes society soon soul strange sure Sydney tell theory things thou thought tion total depravity trees true truth uncon universe whole wild wonder worship Yarradale
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Side 368 - We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell: That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before. But vaster.
Side 65 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Side 341 - They do not seem to me to be such; but if I am the devil's child, I will live then from the devil.' No law can be sacred to me but that of my nature.
Side 234 - Or to burst all links of habit— there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day.
Side 37 - No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild hyena calls, And owls, that flit continually between, Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan, There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.
Side 252 - Mild light, and by degrees, should be the plan To cure the dark and erring mind ; But who would rush at a benighted man, And give him two black eyes for being blind...
Side 94 - As free as nature first made man, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Side 58 - No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was still as she could be ; Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean. Without either sign or sound of their shock The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The...