Poets in the PulpitSampson, Law, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880 - 291 páginas |
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... lines of the Phenomena- Τοῦ γὰρ καὶ γένος ἐσμέν , " We are also of his offspring ; " showing that even the Greek poets had taught that the human race was in some mysterious way bound to the All 4 Poets in the Pulpit .
... lines of the Phenomena- Τοῦ γὰρ καὶ γένος ἐσμέν , " We are also of his offspring ; " showing that even the Greek poets had taught that the human race was in some mysterious way bound to the All 4 Poets in the Pulpit .
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... human beings , which has made him the minister of hope and the stay of faith in this ar- tificial and doubt - tossed age . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is still living . He is seventy - three years ( 1880 ) old , being born in 1807 , at ...
... human beings , which has made him the minister of hope and the stay of faith in this ar- tificial and doubt - tossed age . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is still living . He is seventy - three years ( 1880 ) old , being born in 1807 , at ...
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... humanity passing into apparent darkness and oblivion , are suddenly lifted up and comforted . Even that most dismal of all symbols and reminders of mortality , a close city churchyard , is suffused beneath his gaze with deli- cate and ...
... humanity passing into apparent darkness and oblivion , are suddenly lifted up and comforted . Even that most dismal of all symbols and reminders of mortality , a close city churchyard , is suffused beneath his gaze with deli- cate and ...
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... humanity . But despair is not the note of the spiritual life ; the victory lies not with the seen and temporal , but with the things unseen and eternal ; and you are pessimists in spite of yourselves . You who have ceased to believe in ...
... humanity . But despair is not the note of the spiritual life ; the victory lies not with the seen and temporal , but with the things unseen and eternal ; and you are pessimists in spite of yourselves . You who have ceased to believe in ...
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... human beings in sorrow and joy . His mind is like that sensitive plate , which , steeped in chemicals , retains every gradation of light and shade ; nay , more than this , for the poet reflects the changing hues of emotion as well , and ...
... human beings in sorrow and joy . His mind is like that sensitive plate , which , steeped in chemicals , retains every gradation of light and shade ; nay , more than this , for the poet reflects the changing hues of emotion as well , and ...
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Página 21 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 18 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Página 275 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves ; Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing, in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Página 16 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Página 237 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright; The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Página 267 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Página 269 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Página 251 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 180 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray ; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.
Página 271 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arme'd throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by 51 TT 52 BOOK SECOND.