Count Arensberg; or, The days of Martin Luther, àÅèÁ·Õè 2R. Folthorp, 1853 |
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... returned from Frankfort , after their acute disappointment at the Elector Frederick's refusal of the crown of Germany . Before they met together in the room to which we would now con- duct our readers , each of them by himself , and ...
... returned from Frankfort , after their acute disappointment at the Elector Frederick's refusal of the crown of Germany . Before they met together in the room to which we would now con- duct our readers , each of them by himself , and ...
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... returned Carlstadt , for Me- lancthon was too depressed to speak , " but can we shut our eyes to our many perils ? Even Von Miltitz could not obtain thy person , so long as the Elector Frederick was the Regent ; but where canst thou be ...
... returned Carlstadt , for Me- lancthon was too depressed to speak , " but can we shut our eyes to our many perils ? Even Von Miltitz could not obtain thy person , so long as the Elector Frederick was the Regent ; but where canst thou be ...
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... returned Luther ; and then relaxing into playfulness , as was his wont even at moments the most critical , he punned upon his friend's native name . " If thou must deal in such figures , Schwärtzland , * pray think of the real tenants ...
... returned Luther ; and then relaxing into playfulness , as was his wont even at moments the most critical , he punned upon his friend's native name . " If thou must deal in such figures , Schwärtzland , * pray think of the real tenants ...
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... returned just as he went , save that her gorgeous ceremonies clothed her nakedness and foulness to his blind sight , and her paintings , and her men of taste and science , bewildered him . But he goes thither again , with his eyes half ...
... returned just as he went , save that her gorgeous ceremonies clothed her nakedness and foulness to his blind sight , and her paintings , and her men of taste and science , bewildered him . But he goes thither again , with his eyes half ...
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... returned Martin . " Do you cease to amuse your scholars with æons , and monads , and ideas , and primitive beliefs , and what not . Do you , my dear , great , good Philip , keep them to the practical , the dogmatic , the unspeculative ...
... returned Martin . " Do you cease to amuse your scholars with æons , and monads , and ideas , and primitive beliefs , and what not . Do you , my dear , great , good Philip , keep them to the practical , the dogmatic , the unspeculative ...
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Agostino Chigi amid Amsdorff answer anxious asked bless brethren brother burn Cæsar Cardinal Carlstadt castle chamber Christ Christian Church command consistory Count Arensberg Court cried Cruciger dare dear Diet Doctor Eckius Doctor Martin earnest Eisenach Elector Emperor Essel exclaimed Luther eyes fair lady faith Father Francis Father Martin feeling felt Frederick Frederick of Saxony Frederick the Wise Georgio German Giulio Romano give God's hand hath heart Holy Father honour jester knew knight Lady Bianca look Lord Arensberg Luther rose Marchese Martin Luther master Melancthon Mellendorf monk mother murmured never Nina noble Papal perilous Philip Pontiff poor Pope Leo Pope Leo X priest Prince Raffaello Reformer returned reverence Reverend Father Rome Rupert Saxony Scala Schwärtz seneschal silence smile soldier soon soul Sovereign Spalatin spirit Staupitz summons thee thou thought tion truth uttered Vicar-General voice Wartburg whilst wise Wittem Wittemberg words Worms young
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˹éÒ 187 - And were this world all Devils o'er, And watching to devour us, We lay it not to heart so sore, Not they can overpower us. And let the Prince of ill Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit: For why ? His doom is writ, A word shall quickly slay him.
˹éÒ 307 - Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott, Ein' gute Wehr und Waffen, Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not, Die uns jetzt hat betroffen. Der alt' böse Feind Mit Ernst er's jetzt meint; Groß' Macht und viel List Sein' grausam Rüstung ist, Auf Erd
˹éÒ 307 - Und kein' Dank dazu haben. Er ist bei uns wohl auf dem Plan Mit seinem Geist und Gaben.
˹éÒ 307 - Mit unsrer Macht ist nichts getan, Wir sind gar bald verloren, Es streit't für uns der rechte Mann, Den Gott selbst hat erkoren. Fragst du, wer er ist? Er heißt Jesus Christ, Der Herr Zebaoth, Und ist kein andrer Gott, Das Feld muß er behalten.
˹éÒ 187 - God's word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But, spite of hell, shall have its course ; 'Tis written by His finger. And though they take our life, Goods, honour, children, wife, Yet is their profit small These things shall vanish all, The city of God remaineth.
˹éÒ 186 - A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield and weapon ; He'll help us clear from all the ill That hath us now o'ertaken. The ancient Prince of Hell Hath risen with purpose fell ; Strong mail of Craft and Power He weareth in this hour, On Earth is not his fellow. With force of arms we nothing can, Full soon were we down-ridden ; But for us fights the proper...
˹éÒ 302 - I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.
˹éÒ 186 - Son, He and no other one Shall conquer in the battle. And were this world all Devils o'er, And watching to devour us, "We lay it not to heart so sore, !N"ot they can overpower us. And let the Prince of...
˹éÒ 195 - And were this world all devils o'er, And watching to devour us, We lay it not to heart so sore, Not they can overpower us. And let the Prince of ill Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit : For why? His doom is writ, One little word shall slay him.
˹éÒ 272 - Seated behind the fire of hell, and folding his arms, with malignant glance and horrid leer, Satan says, ' How good it is in yonder madmen to play into my hands.' But only let him see the Word of the Lord circulating, and working its way unaided on the field of the world, and at once he is disturbed at his work, his knees smite each other, he trembles, and is ready to die with fear.