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... give is from one of the most famous of his prose com- positions , Areopagitica , a Speech for the Liberty of unlicensed Print- ing . ' John Milton was the son of John and Sarah Milton . He was born on the 9th of December , 1608 , in ...
... give is from one of the most famous of his prose com- positions , Areopagitica , a Speech for the Liberty of unlicensed Print- ing . ' John Milton was the son of John and Sarah Milton . He was born on the 9th of December , 1608 , in ...
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... Give me the liberty to know , to utter , and to argue freely according to conscience , above all liberties . 183. - Resolutions . BISHOP BEVERIDGE . CONCERNING MY TALENTS . HAVING SO Solemnly devoted myself to God , according to the ...
... Give me the liberty to know , to utter , and to argue freely according to conscience , above all liberties . 183. - Resolutions . BISHOP BEVERIDGE . CONCERNING MY TALENTS . HAVING SO Solemnly devoted myself to God , according to the ...
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... give to God to lay up for me , and I have his infallible word and promise for it , that it shall be paid me again with unlimited interest out of his heavenly treasury , which is infinite , eternal , and inexhaustible . Hence it is that ...
... give to God to lay up for me , and I have his infallible word and promise for it , that it shall be paid me again with unlimited interest out of his heavenly treasury , which is infinite , eternal , and inexhaustible . Hence it is that ...
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... give an account of this among my other talents , I may give it up with joy ; and so exchange my temporal authority upon earth , for an eternal crown of glory in heaven . RESOLUTION IV . If the authority I have over others , then ...
... give an account of this among my other talents , I may give it up with joy ; and so exchange my temporal authority upon earth , for an eternal crown of glory in heaven . RESOLUTION IV . If the authority I have over others , then ...
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... give forth all the melodies designed by the artist that made them . To Locke , " Con- science is nothing else than our own opinion of our own actions ; " to Penn , it is the image of God , and his oracle in the soul . Locke , who never ...
... give forth all the melodies designed by the artist that made them . To Locke , " Con- science is nothing else than our own opinion of our own actions ; " to Penn , it is the image of God , and his oracle in the soul . Locke , who never ...
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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!