Social Elements, Institutions, Characters, Progress

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C. Scribner's sons, 1898 - 405 страници
 

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Страница 11 - Thou makest thine appeal to me : I bring to life, I bring to death : The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.
Страница 226 - The end then of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright, and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him, as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of triie virtue, which, being united to the heavenly grace of faith, makes up the highest perfection.
Страница 184 - What signify a few lives lost in a century or two ? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time, with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
Страница 77 - Lord, with what care hast thou begirt us round! Parents first season us; then schoolmasters Deliver us to laws : they send us bound To rules of reason, holy messengers, Pulpits and Sundays, sorrow dogging sin, Afflictions sorted, anguish of all sizes...
Страница 165 - So I returned, and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.
Страница 49 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Страница 30 - Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world: Where they smile in secret, looking over wasted lands, Blight and famine, plague and earthquake, roaring deeps and fiery sands, Clanging fights, and flaming towns, and sinking ships, and praying hands. But they smile, they find a music centred in a doleful song Steaming up, a lamentation and an ancient talc of wrong, Like a tale of little meaning tho...
Страница 39 - Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate. 'Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown; With that wild wheel we go not up or down; Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great. ' Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands; Frown and we smile, the lords of our own hands; For man is man and master of his fate. ' Turn, turn thy wheel above the staring crowd ; Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud; Thy wheel and thee we neither love...
Страница 284 - I shall have the most solemn one to preserve, protect, and defend it/ "I am loath to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
Страница 261 - While man knows partly but conceives beside, Creeps ever on from fancies to the fact, And in this striving, this converting air Into a solid he may grasp and use, Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts' : God is, they are, Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

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