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Sivu 297 - So careful of the type?" but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, "A thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go. "Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does not mean the breath: I know no more.
Sivu 297 - So careful of the type?' but no. From scarped cliff and quarried stone She cries, 'A thousand types are gone: I care for nothing, all shall go. Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.' And he, shall he, Man, her last work, who seem'd so fair, Such splendid purpose in his eyes, Who roll'd the psalm to wintry skies, Who built him fanes of fruitless prayer, Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law—...
Sivu 298 - No more ? A monster then, a dream, A discord. Dragons of the prime, That tare each other in their slime, Were mellow music match'd with him. O life as futile, then, as frail ! O for thy voice to soothe and bless ! What hope of answer, or redress? Behind the veil, behind the veil.
Sivu 328 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed.
Sivu 328 - For merit lives from man to man, And not from man, O Lord, to thee. Forgive my grief for one removed, Thy creature, whom I found so fair. I trust he lives in thee, and there I find him worthier to be loved.
Sivu 79 - O thou invisible spirit of wine ! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
Sivu 300 - ... not of glorified man made in the image of God, but of God himself in the form of man. In the doctrine of the two...
Sivu 298 - The sagacity of the poet here, — that strange sagacity which seems so nearly akin to the prophetic spirit, — suggests in this noble passage the true reading of the enigma. The appearance of man upon the scene of being constitutes a new era in creation; the operations of a new instinct come into play, — that instinct which anticipates a life after the grave, and reposes in implicit faith upon a God alike just and good, who is the pledged " rewarder of all who diligently seek him.
Sivu 299 - ... one painful worker, in the midst of present trouble, for a state into which he is never to enter, — the befooled expectant of a happy future, which he is never to see ? Assuredly no. He who keeps faith with all His humbler creatures — who gives to even the bee and the dormouse the winter for which they prepare — will to a certainty not break faith with man, — with man, alike the deputed lord of the present creation, and the chosen heir of all the future.