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97. oldal - For I have learned To look on Nature not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns And the round ocean, and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man...
97. oldal - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
603. oldal - And he made in Jerusalem engines, invented by cunning men, to be on the towers and upon the bulwarks, to shoot arrows and great stones withal.
96. oldal - He with a smile did then his words repeat ; And said, that gathering leeches, far and wide He travelled ; stirring thus about his feet The waters of the pools where they abide. " Once I could meet with them on every side, But they have dwindled long by slow decay ; Yet still I persevere, and find them where I may.
602. oldal - See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal : neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand. 40 For I lift up my hand to heaven, and say, I live for ever.
329. oldal - O help me still more and more, to put off the old man, which is corrupt according to the deceitful lusts ; and to put on the new man, which, after God, is created in righteousness and true holiness.
549. oldal - I never knew a writer yet who took the smallest pains with his style and was at the same time readable.
206. oldal - Look at the boy who stoops to pat the dog! "That woman's like the Prior's niece who comes "To care about his asthma: it's the life!" But there my triumph's straw-fire flared and funked; Their betters took their turn to see and say: The Prior and the learned pulled a face And stopped all that in no time. "How?
327. oldal - Fearless and full of life: the gush of springs, And fall of lofty fountains, and the bend Of stirring branches, and the bud which brings The swiftest thought of beauty, here extend, Mingling, and made by Love, unto one mighty end.
570. oldal - I should therefore suspend my congratulations on the new liberty of France, until I was informed how it had been combined with government; with public force; with the discipline and obedience of armies; with the collection of an effective and well-distributed revenue ; with morality and religion ; with the solidity of property; with peace and order; with civil and social manners. All these (in their way) are good things too; and, without them, liberty is not a benefit whilst it lasts, and is not...