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... fire of his wrath , but at the flames of his affection to me . The consideration whereof , as it should more inflame my love to him , so shall it likewise engage me to express a greater degree of gratitude towards him , when he singles ...
... fire of his wrath , but at the flames of his affection to me . The consideration whereof , as it should more inflame my love to him , so shall it likewise engage me to express a greater degree of gratitude towards him , when he singles ...
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... fires of tra- dition ; Penn at the living light in the soul . Locke sought truth . through the senses and the outward world ; Penn looked inward to the divine revelations in every mind . Locke compared the soul to a sheet of white paper ...
... fires of tra- dition ; Penn at the living light in the soul . Locke sought truth . through the senses and the outward world ; Penn looked inward to the divine revelations in every mind . Locke compared the soul to a sheet of white paper ...
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... shall kindle upon the final fire , out of which the new heavens and new earth shall come forth , like gold seven times refined , to shine for ever and ever ! " 186. - ON PEACE . CLARENDON . Ir was a 38 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
... shall kindle upon the final fire , out of which the new heavens and new earth shall come forth , like gold seven times refined , to shine for ever and ever ! " 186. - ON PEACE . CLARENDON . Ir was a 38 HALF - HOURS WITH THE BEST AUTHORS .
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... fire is a spectacle full of horror , but a whole kingdom on fire must be a prospect much more terrible ; and such is every king- dom in war , where nothing flourishes but rapine , blood , and murder , and the faces of all men are pale ...
... fire is a spectacle full of horror , but a whole kingdom on fire must be a prospect much more terrible ; and such is every king- dom in war , where nothing flourishes but rapine , blood , and murder , and the faces of all men are pale ...
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... fires and lemes do meet from far the sight : When the fair apple , rudde as even sky , Do bend the tree unto the fructile ground , When juicy pears , and berries of black dye , Do dance in air and call the eyne around ; Then , be the ...
... fires and lemes do meet from far the sight : When the fair apple , rudde as even sky , Do bend the tree unto the fructile ground , When juicy pears , and berries of black dye , Do dance in air and call the eyne around ; Then , be the ...
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Стр. 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Стр. 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
Стр. 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
Стр. 90 - 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.
Стр. 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Стр. 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
Стр. 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Стр. 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
Стр. 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
Стр. 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!