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294. oldal - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, From henceforth blessed are the dead who die in the Lord : even so saith the Spirit ; for they rest from their labours.
126. oldal - High sight it is and haughty, while They dive into the deep defile ; Beneath the caverned cliff they fall, Beneath the castle's airy wall. By rock, by oak, by hawthorn -tree, Troop after troop are disappearing ; Troop after troop their banners rearing Upon the eastern bank you see.
279. oldal - Kind words, remembered voices once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat. All shall come back, each tie Of pure affection shall be knit again ; Alone shall Evil die, And Sorrow dwell a prisoner in thy reign. And then shall I behold Him, by whose kind paternal side I sprung, And her, who, still and cold, Fills the next grave — the beautiful and young.
308. oldal - ... images of guilt and woe, they so clear our judgment by profound analysis, •while they move our hearts by terror or compassion, that we learn to detect and stifle in ourselves the evil thought which we see gradually unfolding itself into the guilty deed.
279. oldal - All that of good and fair Has gone into thy womb from earliest time, Shall then come forth to wear The glory and the beauty of its prime. They have not perished — no ! Kind words, remembered voices once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat.
307. oldal - Homer is not more decidedly the first of heroic poets, Shakespeare is not more decidedly the first of dramatists, Demosthenes is not more decidedly the first of orators, than Boswell is the first of biographers. He has no second. He has distanced all his competitors so decidedly that it is not worth while to place them. Eclipse is first, and the rest nowhere.