The Prospective Review: A Quarterly Journal of Theology and Literature, àÅèÁ·Õè 6John Chapman, 1850 |
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... soul by a quick perception and ready experience , he may display his characters so completely in the true light of nature , as to leave no apprehension upon the reader's understanding of the mysteries which he grasps and rules and ...
... soul by a quick perception and ready experience , he may display his characters so completely in the true light of nature , as to leave no apprehension upon the reader's understanding of the mysteries which he grasps and rules and ...
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... soul , with which our modern poets must be familiar . The position from which inspired men of former times looked out upon the world , was certainly one girt closely with thick clouds and dense mists , which we may say have now been ...
... soul , with which our modern poets must be familiar . The position from which inspired men of former times looked out upon the world , was certainly one girt closely with thick clouds and dense mists , which we may say have now been ...
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... soul . His arguments were framed to answer the cui bono question characteristic of his time and ( alas ! ) of our own also ; and in the same spirit it has been reasoned , that , according as we can carry our answers to this question ...
... soul . His arguments were framed to answer the cui bono question characteristic of his time and ( alas ! ) of our own also ; and in the same spirit it has been reasoned , that , according as we can carry our answers to this question ...
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... soul , which is ever constant , belonging as much to later as to earlier times ; for it is by His immediate inspiration , we believe , that the poet , acting ordinarily by the influence of the Deity , though sometimes more peculiarly ...
... soul , which is ever constant , belonging as much to later as to earlier times ; for it is by His immediate inspiration , we believe , that the poet , acting ordinarily by the influence of the Deity , though sometimes more peculiarly ...
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... soul and expands before the upturned gaze , -are as the dust upon the whirlwind , -or the shadows of summer clouds , the most insignificant semblances of things , and no veritable realities at all . While , then , our spirits move ...
... soul and expands before the upturned gaze , -are as the dust upon the whirlwind , -or the shadows of summer clouds , the most insignificant semblances of things , and no veritable realities at all . While , then , our spirits move ...
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˹éÒ 324 - THE wish, that of the living whole No life may fail beyond the grave, Derives it not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
˹éÒ 325 - So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night : An infant crying for the light : And with no language but a cry.
˹éÒ 324 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope through darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
˹éÒ 331 - That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
˹éÒ 325 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
˹éÒ 330 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
˹éÒ 324 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
˹éÒ 326 - Let her know her place ; She is the second, not the first. A higher hand must make her mild, If all be not in vain, and guide Her footsteps, moving side by side With Wisdom, like the younger child ; For she is earthly of the mind, But Wisdom heavenly of the soul.
˹éÒ 328 - I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one.
˹éÒ 311 - SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within.