Unity Pulpit, 2. kötetG.H. Ellis, 1880 |
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4. oldal
... dream of it as the gateway through which souls passed into the other life . Or , when the night sky was above me , could I not look upon the Milky Way , and share that old faith of the childhood world that it was a shining 4.
... dream of it as the gateway through which souls passed into the other life . Or , when the night sky was above me , could I not look upon the Milky Way , and share that old faith of the childhood world that it was a shining 4.
12. oldal
... dream about , why does he not speak to us ? Why does he not tell us ? Why does he not put the question beyond a doubt ? Why this long anxiety and questioning kept up through life and through all the ages ? I have given a 12.
... dream about , why does he not speak to us ? Why does he not tell us ? Why does he not put the question beyond a doubt ? Why this long anxiety and questioning kept up through life and through all the ages ? I have given a 12.
6. oldal
... dream ; this which we call seeing things as they are is only blindness ; this which we call hearing things is only being deafened to the higher harmonies of the world by some nearer siren song . Who is it that sees the most , the artist ...
... dream ; this which we call seeing things as they are is only blindness ; this which we call hearing things is only being deafened to the higher harmonies of the world by some nearer siren song . Who is it that sees the most , the artist ...
7. oldal
... dreams , we are only fooling ourselves ; we are only losing our power to see ; our nerves are becoming deadened , so that they no longer thrill ; our ears are dull , so that they no longer hear . This old universe of ours , is the ...
... dreams , we are only fooling ourselves ; we are only losing our power to see ; our nerves are becoming deadened , so that they no longer thrill ; our ears are dull , so that they no longer hear . This old universe of ours , is the ...
5. oldal
... dreams ? What painter has ever put upon canvas the many haunting forms of beauty that fill his brain ? Everywhere , the works of man are left unfin- ished , incomplete , until he seems sometimes to be stand- ing in the midst of debris ...
... dreams ? What painter has ever put upon canvas the many haunting forms of beauty that fill his brain ? Everywhere , the works of man are left unfin- ished , incomplete , until he seems sometimes to be stand- ing in the midst of debris ...
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11. oldal - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
12. oldal - Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
1. oldal - Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers...
12. oldal - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
15. oldal - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
18. oldal - Rest unto our souls." —Rest unto our souls! — 'tis all we want, — the end of all our wishes and pursuits : give us a prospect of this, we take the wings of the morning, and fly to the uttermost parts of the earth...
16. oldal - THOU art, O GOD, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
11. oldal - For who maketh thee to differ from another? and what hast thou that thou didst not receive? now if thou didst receive it, why dost thou glory, as if thou hadst not received it?
11. oldal - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
14. oldal - Who knows whither the clouds have fled ? In the unscarred heaven they leave no wake; And the eyes forget the tears they have shed, The heart forgets its sorrow and ache...