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... less , My fellow's studies , whose true worth I saw , But smiled not , well aware who stood by me . And softer came the voice- " There is a way— " " Tis hard for flesh to tread therein , imbued " With frailty - hopeless , if indulgence ...
... less , My fellow's studies , whose true worth I saw , But smiled not , well aware who stood by me . And softer came the voice- " There is a way— " " Tis hard for flesh to tread therein , imbued " With frailty - hopeless , if indulgence ...
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... less beside some strong , Rare spirit , fettered to a stubborn body , Endeavouring to subdue it , and inform it With its own splendour ! All this I would do , And I would say , this done , " God's sprites being made , " He grants to ...
... less beside some strong , Rare spirit , fettered to a stubborn body , Endeavouring to subdue it , and inform it With its own splendour ! All this I would do , And I would say , this done , " God's sprites being made , " He grants to ...
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... less Wake with our wrists and ankles jewelled still . I , too , have sought to KNOW as thou to LOVE- Excluding love as thou refusedst knowledge . Still thou hast beauty and I , power . We wake : What penance canst devise for both of us ...
... less Wake with our wrists and ankles jewelled still . I , too , have sought to KNOW as thou to LOVE- Excluding love as thou refusedst knowledge . Still thou hast beauty and I , power . We wake : What penance canst devise for both of us ...
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... less than God ? Man's weakness is his glory - for the strength Which raises him to heaven and near God's self , Came spite of it : God's strength his glory is , For thence came with our weakness sympathy Which brought God 54 PARACELSUS .
... less than God ? Man's weakness is his glory - for the strength Which raises him to heaven and near God's self , Came spite of it : God's strength his glory is , For thence came with our weakness sympathy Which brought God 54 PARACELSUS .
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... less , However , I forego that luxury , Since it alarms the friend who brings it back . True , laughter like my own must echo strange To thinking men ; a smile were better far— • So make me smile ! If the exulting look You wore but now ...
... less , However , I forego that luxury , Since it alarms the friend who brings it back . True , laughter like my own must echo strange To thinking men ; a smile were better far— • So make me smile ! If the exulting look You wore but now ...
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Adolf Asolo Avicenna Basil Berth beside better brow Chambery Charles Cleves Clug Court Courtiers crown D'Ormea dare dear Aureole doubt dream Duchess Duke earth Einsiedeln eyes face faint father fear Fest Festus fool Gaucelme Girl give God's Guibert hair hand hate hear heart heaven hope Jules Juliers keep King lady laugh leave live look Luigi Malamocco Michal mind morning ne'er never night nought o'er once Oporinus Otti Paracelsus past pause PIPPA PIPPA passes Polyxena Possagno praise Prince Berthold prove ROBERT BROWNING Sardinia saw thro seems sing Sire smile soul Spain speak spirit stay strange strength sure talk tell thee There's thing thou thought true trust truth Turin turn Twas VALENCE Victor what's words Würzburg
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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 148 - ... in man's self arise August anticipations, symbols, types Of a dim splendour ever on before In that eternal circle life pursues. For men begin to pass their nature's bound, And find new hopes and cares which fast supplant Their proper joys and griefs ; they grow too great For narrow creeds of right and wrong, which fade Before the unmeasured thirst for good : while peace Rises within them ever more and more. Such men are even now upon the earth, Serene amid the half-formed creatures round Who...
Página 31 - Are there not, Festus, are there not. dear Michal, Two points in the adventure of the diver, One — when, a beggar, he prepares to plunge, One — when, a prince, he rises with his pearl ? Festus, I plunge ! Fest.
Página 151 - I learned my own deep error; love's undoing Taught me the worth of love in man's estate, And what proportion love should hold with power In his right constitution; love preceding Power, and with much power, always much more love; Love still too straitened in his present means, And earnest for new power to set love free.
Página 21 - I go to prove my soul ! I see my way as birds their trackless way — I shall arrive ! what time, what circuit first, I ask not: but unless God send his hail Or blinding fire-balls, sleet, or stifling snow, In some time — his good time — I shall arrive : He guides me and the bird. In his good time ! Mich.
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 27 - Blinds it, and makes all error : and ' to know ' Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape, Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without.
Página 166 - A mite of my twelve hours' treasure, The least of thy gazes or glances, (Be they grants thou art bound to or gifts above measure) One of thy choices or one of thy chances, (Be they tasks God imposed thee or freaks at thy pleasure) — My Day, if I squander such labor or leisure, Then shame fall on Asolo, mischief on me!
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...