Voices of Doubt and TrustBrentano's, 1897 - 215 páginas |
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... saw that there is nothing better , than that a man should rejoice in his own works ; for that is his portion : for who shall bring him back to see what shall be after him ? ECCLESIASTES THE HINDU SCEPTIC THINK till I weary with thinking ...
... saw that there is nothing better , than that a man should rejoice in his own works ; for that is his portion : for who shall bring him back to see what shall be after him ? ECCLESIASTES THE HINDU SCEPTIC THINK till I weary with thinking ...
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... better not be dogmatic about his ignorance . And , meanwhile , we will endeavor to be as charitable as possible , and whilst you trumpet forth officially your contempt for scepticism , we will at least try to believe that you are ...
... better not be dogmatic about his ignorance . And , meanwhile , we will endeavor to be as charitable as possible , and whilst you trumpet forth officially your contempt for scepticism , we will at least try to believe that you are ...
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... better ; what is going on down there ? " Thousands of years pass by - as one moment . And Finsteraarhorn thunders back the answer : 66 Impene trable clouds veil the earth . wait ! " Again thousands of years pass — as one moment . 66 66 ...
... better ; what is going on down there ? " Thousands of years pass by - as one moment . And Finsteraarhorn thunders back the answer : 66 Impene trable clouds veil the earth . wait ! " Again thousands of years pass — as one moment . 66 66 ...
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... better worth having while it lasts . When one sees a youth cut off on the very threshold of his career , there is a suggestion that the broken arc of his life may be prolonged in another state of being . But when one sees an old man who ...
... better worth having while it lasts . When one sees a youth cut off on the very threshold of his career , there is a suggestion that the broken arc of his life may be prolonged in another state of being . But when one sees an old man who ...
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... better , and not to the worse , part of human nature . He traces it to men's cravings for a higher morality . He finds its source in their aspirations after nobler expression of that feel- ing for the incommensurable things , which is ...
... better , and not to the worse , part of human nature . He traces it to men's cravings for a higher morality . He finds its source in their aspirations after nobler expression of that feel- ing for the incommensurable things , which is ...
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aught Authors and Titles beauty believe bless breath cloud Copyright 1887 creed dark DAVID ATWOOD WASSON death deep desire divine doth doubt dream dumb dust earth eternal EUGENE LEE-HAMILTON Evarra Evelyn Hope evil eyes face faith fear feel feet Finsteraarhorn flowers forever FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER future GEORGE Gods grave grief hand hath hear heart HENRY Houghton human immortal JAMES JOHN MORLEY Josiah Royce land leaves life's light lips live look Lord man's MATTHEW ARNOLD Mifflin mind MINOT JUDSON SAVAGE moral nature never night o'er ocean pain pass peace pray prayer RALPH WALDO EMERSON rest RICHARD REALF shadow shore silence sleep song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears thee thine things THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THOMAS HENRY HUXLEY thou art thought tides to-night trust truth veil voice Walt Whitman weary whence WILLIAM wind wonder words
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Página 45 - The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits;— on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Página 200 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 71 - The wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Página 162 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Página 116 - Oh, yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 163 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Página 191 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Página 208 - These temples grew as grows the grass; Art might obey, but not surpass. The passive Master lent his hand To the vast soul that o'er him planned ; And the same power that reared the shrine Bestrode the tribes that knelt within.
Página 190 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Página 154 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...