Paracelsus. Pippa passes. King Victor and King Charles. Colombe's birthdayJ. R. Osgood, 1875 |
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... live , Reject God's great commission - and so die ! You bid me listen for your true love's sake : Yet how has grown that love ? Even in a long And patient cherishing of the selfsame spirit It now would quell ; as though a mother hoped ...
... live , Reject God's great commission - and so die ! You bid me listen for your true love's sake : Yet how has grown that love ? Even in a long And patient cherishing of the selfsame spirit It now would quell ; as though a mother hoped ...
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... their need ; inspiring Such with a love themselves can never feel- Passionless ' mid their passionate votaries .. I know not if you joy in this or no , Or ever dream that common men can live On objects PARACELSUS . 25.
... their need ; inspiring Such with a love themselves can never feel- Passionless ' mid their passionate votaries .. I know not if you joy in this or no , Or ever dream that common men can live On objects PARACELSUS . 25.
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Robert Browning. Or ever dream that common men can live On objects you prize lightly , but which make Their heart's sole treasure : the affections seem Beauteous at most to you , which we must taste Or die and this strange quality ...
Robert Browning. Or ever dream that common men can live On objects you prize lightly , but which make Their heart's sole treasure : the affections seem Beauteous at most to you , which we must taste Or die and this strange quality ...
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... live at length ! Oh , were it but in failure , to have rest ! What , sunk insensibly so deep ? Has all Been undergone for this ? Was this the prayer My labour qualified me to present With no fear of refusal ? Had I gone Carelessly ...
... live at length ! Oh , were it but in failure , to have rest ! What , sunk insensibly so deep ? Has all Been undergone for this ? Was this the prayer My labour qualified me to present With no fear of refusal ? Had I gone Carelessly ...
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... live no more : And yet we trusted thou shouldst speak God's message which our lips , too weak , Refused to utter , -shouldst redeem Our fault : such trust , and all , a dream ! So we chose thee a bright birthplace Where the richness ran ...
... live no more : And yet we trusted thou shouldst speak God's message which our lips , too weak , Refused to utter , -shouldst redeem Our fault : such trust , and all , a dream ! So we chose thee a bright birthplace Where the richness ran ...
Términos y frases comunes
Aureole believe Berth beside better Charles claim Cleves comes Count course Court crown D'Ormea dare dear doubt dream earth Enter eyes face father fear Fest Festus follow give God's gone hand happy hate hear heard heart hold hope Italy keep King lady laugh least leave less light live look means mind morning nature never night o'er once Paracelsus pass past praise present Prince prove rest seek seems serve smile soul speak spirit stand stay strange strength success sure talk tell thee There's thing thou thought true trust truth turn VALENCE Victor wait weak whole wonder wrongs
Pasajes populares
Página 27 - Truth is within ourselves ; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness ; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception — which is truth.
Página 165 - ... day boils at last; Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay; For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed, Rose, reddened, and its seething breast Flickered in bounds, grew gold, then overflowed the world.
Página 165 - DAY! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last : Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay. For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away ; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed...
Página 172 - All service ranks the same with God: If now, as formerly he trod Paradise, his presence fills Our earth, each only as God wills Can work— God's puppets, best and worst, Are we; there is no last nor first. Say not 'a small event!' Why 'small'? Costs it more pain that this, ye call A 'great event,
Página 181 - God's messenger thro' the close wood screen Plunged and replunged his weapon at a venture, Feeling for guilty thee and me: then broke The thunder like a whole sea overhead — Sebald.
Página 81 - I cannot feed on beauty for the sake Of beauty only, nor can drink in balm From lovely objects for their loveliness ; My nature cannot lose her first imprint ; I...
Página 29 - See if we cannot beat thine angels yet! Such is my task. I go to gather this The sacred knowledge, here and there dispersed About the world, long lost or never found.
Página 147 - The law of life, man is not Man as yet. Nor shall I deem his object served, his end Attained, his genuine strength put fairly forth, While only here and there a star dispels The darkness, here and there a towering mind O'erlooks its prostrate fellows : when the host Is out at once to the despair of night, When all mankind alike is perfected, Equal in full-blown powers — then, not till then, I say, begins man's general infancy.
Página 145 - The shining dorrs are busy, beetles run Along the furrows, ants make their ado ; Above, birds fly in merry flocks, the lark Soars up and up, shivering for very joy ; Afar the ocean sleeps ; white fishing-gulls Flit where the strand is purple with its tribe Of nested limpets ; savage creatures seek Their loves in wood and plain — and God renews His ancient rapture.
Página 152 - If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time ; I press God's lamp Close to my breast ; its splendor, soon or late, Will pierce the gloom : I shall emerge one day.