 | John Elof Boodin - 1916 - 442 หน้า
...organic assimilation, in the emotional excitement of mind associations. We may well say with Browning : " Well, this cold clay clod was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? " ' In the case of one system, the various systems do indeed converge into one unique relation so... | |
 | John Elof Boodin - 1916 - 444 หน้า
...the emotional excitement of mind associations. We may well say with Browning : " Well, this cold olay clod was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? " TIn the case of one system, the various systems do indeed converge into one unique relation so... | |
 | Edward Dowden - 1917 - 432 หน้า
...of a heart : Dear, the pang is brief, Do thy part, Have thy pleasure ! How perplexed Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart : Crumble it and what comes next ? Is it God ? And with no chilling of love on the man's part, this is the point of central pain, in that poem of... | |
 | Julia Henrietta Gulliver - 1917 - 114 หน้า
...brethren, before whom we may indeed have occasion to bow the head. Sjays Browning: "Well, this cold, gray clod Was man's heart; Crumble it, and what comes next? Is it God?" Thus reads that grand old genealogy in Luke: "which was the son of Seth, which was the son of Adam,... | |
 | George Santayana - 1920 - 358 หน้า
...crown of life, is so gross that at times he cannot help perceiving it. How perplexed Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? Yes, he will tell us. These passions and follies, however desperate in themselves and however vain... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1921 - 1378 หน้า
...DRAMATIC LYRICS Dear, the pang is brief, Do thy part. Have thy pleasure! How perplexed Grows belief! st, yet The . . . one might know I talked of Mildred — thus We brothers talk ! Merto WOMEN AND ROSES. L 1 in.1: MI of a red-rose tree. 10 And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose... | |
 | George Roy Elliott, Norman Foerster - 1923 - 864 หน้า
...break?" — Dear, the pang is brief: Do thy part, Have thy pleasure! — How perplexed 75 Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart: Crumble it, and what comes next? Is it God? 80 A WOMAN'S LAST WORD (1855) Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before, Love,... | |
 | Clarence Edward Andrews, Milton Oswin Percival - 1924 - 624 หน้า
...But they break?' Dear, the pang is brief, Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it — and what comes next? Is it God? THE GUARDIAN-ANGEL A PICTURE AT FA NO [1856.] DEAR and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave That child,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1925 - 408 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clny clod Was man's heart. Crumble it, — and what comes next ? Is it God ? ROBEKT BROWNING. BLIGHTED LOVE. FLOWERS an\ fresh, and bushes gi-een, Cheerily the linnets sing ;... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrup - 1888 - 790 หน้า
...But they break ?" Dear, the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it— and what comes next? Is it God? ROBERT BROWNING. ABSENT STILL. AY, in melting purple dying ; Blossoms, all around me sighing ; Fragrance,... | |
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Must I think? " Love 's so different with us men ! " He should smile: " Dying for my sake — "White and pink! " Can't we touch these bubbles then "But they break? 
