Ethics and the Belief in a God: Address

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Wm.A.Brandenburger, 1892 - 42 pàgines
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Pàgina 35 - Which thro' the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been ! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply...
Pàgina 25 - The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.
Pàgina 14 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Pàgina 1 - In Being's floods, in Action's storm, I walk and work, above, beneath, Work and weave in endless motion! Birth and Death, An infinite ocean; A seizing and giving The fire of Living: 'Tis thus at the roaring Loom of Time I ply, And weave for God the Garment thou seest Him by.
Pàgina 14 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Pàgina 25 - Higher still and higher from the earth thou springest like a cloud of fire ; the blue deep thou wingest, and singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest. In the golden lightning of the sunken sun o'er which clouds are brightening, thou dost float and run, like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Pàgina 1 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Pàgina 5 - Thou canst not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake, But it carves the bow of beauty there, And the ripples in rhymes the oar forsake. The wood is wiser far than thou; The wood and wave each other know Not unrelated, unaffied, But to each thought and thing allied, Is perfect Nature's every part, Rooted in the mighty Heart.
Pàgina 5 - the invisible things of God, since the creation of the world, are clearly seen, being perceived through the things that are made...
Pàgina 14 - Nature is there just as before ; it does not change ; it is the same yesterday, to-day, and forever. But the way we think about it is different.

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