Euthanasy: Or, Happy Talk Towards the End of LifeCrosby, Nichols, and Company, 1852 - 511 Seiten |
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... their path is that of the just ; and yet some- how to their eyes it shines less and less , and evermore it gets darker and darker , as though unto perfect night . There are Christians who worship out of the same book.
... their path is that of the just ; and yet some- how to their eyes it shines less and less , and evermore it gets darker and darker , as though unto perfect night . There are Christians who worship out of the same book.
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... eyes , my sight was cleared . And so I first saw the majesty of duty , and that beauty in virtue which is the reflection of the countenance of God . For , before this , my eyes could see only what coarse worth there is in medals , and ...
... eyes , my sight was cleared . And so I first saw the majesty of duty , and that beauty in virtue which is the reflection of the countenance of God . For , before this , my eyes could see only what coarse worth there is in medals , and ...
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... eyes is seen at once to be finite ; and finite evil but serves by its endurance to quicken into intensity that presentiment of infinite good which has been made instinctive in us . MARHAM . To some persons , it is a satisfaction to know ...
... eyes is seen at once to be finite ; and finite evil but serves by its endurance to quicken into intensity that presentiment of infinite good which has been made instinctive in us . MARHAM . To some persons , it is a satisfaction to know ...
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... eyes for years . MARHAM . And now you are ill . O , very sorry I am that , — that AUBIN . That I should only have been helped out of my wretchedness just against my death . But bet- ter men than I will die in worse miseries than mine ...
... eyes for years . MARHAM . And now you are ill . O , very sorry I am that , — that AUBIN . That I should only have been helped out of my wretchedness just against my death . But bet- ter men than I will die in worse miseries than mine ...
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... eyes I have never known the world of spirit , but known it I have through certain feel- ings , very faintly , and yet plainly , as I think . MARHAM . But still , as you say , very faintly . AUBIN . And very little , too , is my ...
... eyes I have never known the world of spirit , but known it I have through certain feel- ings , very faintly , and yet plainly , as I think . MARHAM . But still , as you say , very faintly . AUBIN . And very little , too , is my ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
afraid angels AUBIN beauty become believe better birds blessed body born breath child choly Christ Christian creatures crown of immortality darkness dead dear uncle death delight Divine Divine grace Doctor Johnson doubt dying earnest earth Ennead eternal everlasting eyes faith Father fear feel felt flesh flowers friends GEORGE CHAPMAN glory God's grow happy hear heart heaven hereafter holy hope human immortal infinite Isaac Milner Jesus knowledge known LEOPOLD SCHEFER light live look Lord MARHAM mean melan mind mortal nature ness never night old age Oliver once ourselves pain peace of God perhaps perish pleasure Plotinus pray prayer reason remember rightly saint seen shine sight sometimes sorrow soul spirit stars strange sublime suffer sure talk TASSO thee things thou thought Torquato Tasso tree trust truth voice wisdom wish wonder words York Minster youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 400 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
Seite 325 - Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
Seite 189 - Mute thou remainest — Mute ! yet I can read A wondrous lesson in thy silent face : Knowledge enormous makes a God of me. Names, deeds, gray legends, dire events, rebellions, Majesties, sovran voices, agonies, Creations and destroyings, all at once Pour into the wide hollows of my brain, And deify me, as if some blithe wine Or bright elixir peerless I had drunk, 119 And so become immortal.
Seite 287 - And being but one, she can do all things: and remaining in herself, she maketh all things new: and in all ages entering into holy souls, she maketh them friends of God, and prophets.
Seite 157 - And he that shuts Love out, in turn shall be Shut out from Love, and on her threshold lie Howling in outer darkness. Not for this Was common clay ta'en from the common earth, Moulded by God, and temper'd with the tears Of angels to the perfect shape of man.
Seite 401 - AY. thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath ! . When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death. Wind of the sunny south ! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away.
Seite 313 - For us the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow. Nothing we see but means our good, As our delight, or as our treasure ; The whole is either our cupboard of food, Or cabinet of pleasure.
Seite 114 - MYSTERIOUS Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue. Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came, And lo! creation widened in man's view.
Seite 26 - We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Seite 42 - Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed.