This Life and the Next: Impressions and Thoughts of Notable Men and Women from Plato to RuskinG. Richards, 1902 - 295 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... dark secret to explore : Far wiser is it to endure Those ills of life we cannot cure . What though this winter , that exhausts The Tyrrhene surge on shattered coasts , Should be the last for thee and me ? It matters not , Leuconoè ...
... dark secret to explore : Far wiser is it to endure Those ills of life we cannot cure . What though this winter , that exhausts The Tyrrhene surge on shattered coasts , Should be the last for thee and me ? It matters not , Leuconoè ...
Pàgina 12
... Darkness through , Not one returns to tell us of the Road , Which to discover we must travel too . I sent my Soul through the Invisible , Some letter of that After - life to spell : And by and by my Soul return'd to me , And answer'd ...
... Darkness through , Not one returns to tell us of the Road , Which to discover we must travel too . I sent my Soul through the Invisible , Some letter of that After - life to spell : And by and by my Soul return'd to me , And answer'd ...
Pàgina 23
... dark and silent grave , When we have wandered all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust ! 2 Whosoever he be to whom Fortune hath been a servant and ...
... dark and silent grave , When we have wandered all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust ! 2 Whosoever he be to whom Fortune hath been a servant and ...
Pàgina 42
... dark cottage , battered and decayed , Lets in new light through chinks that time has made ; Stronger by weakness , wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home . Leaving the old , both worlds at once they view That stand ...
... dark cottage , battered and decayed , Lets in new light through chinks that time has made ; Stronger by weakness , wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home . Leaving the old , both worlds at once they view That stand ...
Pàgina 43
... 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 - labour ...
... 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 - labour ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 27 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end, Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Pàgina 192 - I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last!
Pàgina 98 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Pàgina 176 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul ? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams ? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Pàgina 23 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Pàgina 29 - Be absolute for death ; either death or life Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Pàgina 33 - Death, be not proud though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so, For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow, And soonest our best men with thee do go, Rest of their bones and soul's delivery.
Pàgina 228 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.
Pàgina 176 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pàgina 32 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.