The Dial, 12. kötetFrancis Fisher Browne Jansen, McClurg, 1892 |
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308. oldal - Give me O God to sing that thought, Give me, give him or her I love this quenchless faith, In Thy ensemble, whatever else withheld withhold not from us, Belief in plan of Thee enclosed in Time and Space, Health, peace, salvation universal. Is it a dream? Nay but the lack of it the dream, And failing it life's lore and wealth a dream, And all the world a dream.
377. oldal - But Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honor, but in his own country, and among his own kin, and in his own house.
226. oldal - THE STORY OF THE GLITTERING PLAIN, which has been also called The Land of the Living Men, or The Acre of the Undying.
308. oldal - I am not the poet of goodness only, I do not decline to be the poet of wickedness also. What blurt is this about virtue and about vice? Evil propels me and reform of evil propels me, I stand indifferent, My gait is no fault-finder's or rejecter's gait, I moisten the roots of all that has grown.
272. oldal - What are the amusements at Ranelagh ? One half of the company are following one another's tails, in an eternal circle, like so many blind asses in an olive mill, where they can neither discourse, distinguish, nor be distinguished ; while the other half are drinking hot water, under the denomination of tea, till nine or ten o'clock at night, to keep them awake for the rest of the evening.
341. oldal - ... a pleasant rogue art. Were but you and I acquainted, Every monster should be painted: You should try your graving tools On this odious group of fools; Draw the beasts as I describe them...
308. oldal - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
210. oldal - We're twenty! We're twenty! Who says we are more ? He's tipsy, —young jackanapes ! —show him the door! " Gray temples at twenty?" — Yes! white if we please : Where the snow-flakes fall thickest there's nothing can freeze! Was it snowing I spoke of ? Excuse the mistake!
377. oldal - This is the sum of all true righteousness — Treat others as thou would'st thyself be treated.
2. oldal - Conflicts of Capital and Labour Historically and Economically considered. Being a History and Review of the Trade Unions of Great Britain, showing their Origin, Progress, Constitution, and Objects, in their Political, Social, Economical, and Industrial Aspects. By GEORGE HOWELL.