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... taken by Goethe and Coleridge and other eminent critics might be con- sidered . Nor would it be uninteresting or amiss to notice the interpretation of the tragedy by great actors , and to call attention to its qualities as an acting ...
... taken by Goethe and Coleridge and other eminent critics might be con- sidered . Nor would it be uninteresting or amiss to notice the interpretation of the tragedy by great actors , and to call attention to its qualities as an acting ...
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... taken , and all but myself and my love for had no power to resist . Further , he ex- tracted an unwilling promise from me that I would not summon Safura without re- ceiving his permission to do so ; and enjoined on me not to see or ...
... taken , and all but myself and my love for had no power to resist . Further , he ex- tracted an unwilling promise from me that I would not summon Safura without re- ceiving his permission to do so ; and enjoined on me not to see or ...
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... taken a sufficiently broad view of a univer- give in a foot - note the reductions in sal cause . The committee of Congress price . The reductions in the prices of in the United States has taken evidence food stuffs are far too great to ...
... taken a sufficiently broad view of a univer- give in a foot - note the reductions in sal cause . The committee of Congress price . The reductions in the prices of in the United States has taken evidence food stuffs are far too great to ...
Side 39
... taken into the house of a stranger , to be boarded and lodged . They were two grievous years for young Schopenhauer . Nor was his wretchedness salved by the interesting but frivolous letters written to him by his mother from the midst ...
... taken into the house of a stranger , to be boarded and lodged . They were two grievous years for young Schopenhauer . Nor was his wretchedness salved by the interesting but frivolous letters written to him by his mother from the midst ...
Side 40
... taken seriously , because dust is not worth it . Proceeding , he informs his mother that for himself there is yet some consolation in life , while " chords of divine music " are to be heard ; and then , in a few pas- sionate words that ...
... taken seriously , because dust is not worth it . Proceeding , he informs his mother that for himself there is yet some consolation in life , while " chords of divine music " are to be heard ; and then , in a few pas- sionate words that ...
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Side 224 - ... there's a divinity that shapes our ends, rough hew them how we will.
Side 516 - Who, though so noble, share in the world's toil, And, though so task'd, keep free from dust and soil ! I will not say that your mild deeps retain A tinge, it may be, of their silent pain Who have long'd deeply once, and long'd in vain — But I will rather say that you remain A world above man's head, to let him see How boundless might his soul's horizons be, How vast, yet of what clear transparency ! How it were good to abide there, and breathe free ; How fair a lot to fill Is left to each man still...
Side 515 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Side 411 - Adorable dreamer, whose heart has been so romantic ! who hast given thyself so prodigally, given thyself to sides and to heroes not mine, only never to the Philistines! home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular' names, and impossible loyalties...
Side 105 - Perhaps the strongest feature in his character was prudence, never acting until every circumstance, every consideration, was maturely weighed; refraining if he saw a doubt, but, when once decided, going through with his purpose, whatever obstacles opposed. His integrity was most pure, his justice the most inflexible I have ever known, no motives of interest or consanguinity, of friendship or hatred, being able to bias his decision. He was, indeed, in every sense of the words, a wise, a good, and...
Side 513 - But if there be no resurrection of the dead, then is Christ not risen. And if Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is also vain.
Side 105 - His mind was great and powerful, without being of the very * first order; his penetration strong, though not so acute as that of a Newton, Bacon, or Locke, and as far as he saw, no judgment was ever sounder. It was slow in operation, being little aided by invention or imagination, but sure in conclusion.
Side 272 - ... the power of conduct, the power of intellect and knowledge, the power of beauty, and the power of social life and manners...
Side 4 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
Side 4 - But, look, the morn in russet mantle clad, Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastern hill.