God! that is not martyrdom! It is the blotting out of a life that has been a protest against wrong. Let me die because of the worth that is in me, not because of my weakness." The rain had ceased, and the light from the breaking clouds fell on Savonarola... Houses of Study: A Jewish Woman Among Books - Página vipor Ilana M. Blumberg - 2007 - 199 páginasVista previa limitada - Acerca de este libro
| Mary Ann Evans - 1863 - 272 páginas
...protest against wrong. Let me die because of the worth that is in me, not because of my weakness." The rain had ceased, and the light from the breaking...of Heaven : it was only that light which shines on, patient!y and impartially, justifying or condemning by simply showing all things in the slow history... | |
| Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1863 - 882 páginas
...the breaking elouds fell on Savonarola as he left the Loggia in the midst of his guard, walking, as I he had come, with the Sacrament in his hand. But there...fell on him now, no smile of Heaven : it was only j that light which shines on, patiently and impar" tially, justifying or condemning by simply show!... | |
| George Eliot - 1870 - 816 páginas
...left the Loggia in the midst of his guard, walking as ho had come, with the Sacrament in his hnnd. But there seemed no glory in the light that fell on him now, no smile of heaven : it was onlv that light which shines on, patiently and impartially, justifying or condemning ' by simply showing... | |
| George Eliot - 1887 - 564 páginas
...protest against wrong. Let me die because of the worth that is in me, not because of my weakness." " The rain had ceased, and the light from the breaking...light that fell on him now, no smile of heaven] it was .,»;> UU^t .h^.hiar^^^^^ • UM .w"X oi- ovuvlwummg D '.lv NIO * VaAOr* o£UK-'ir,1" »... •^••1*;*».... | |
| Elizabeth Sanderson Haldane - 1927 - 344 páginas
...terrible shrinking from the Ordeal by Fire, and when it was obviated, and he walked off as he had come, " there seemed no glory in the light that fell on him now, no smile of heaven." And then, when he was at length dragged forth by the tumultuous crowd, he thought " the worst drop... | |
| George Eliot - 2005 - 268 páginas
...his guard, walking, as he had come, with the Sacrament in his hand. But there seemed no glory in (he light that fell on him now, no smile of Heaven : it...and impartially, justifying or condemning by simply »howing all things in the slow history of their ripening. He heard no blessing, no tones of pity,... | |
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