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On Dreams, in Their Mental and Moral Aspects, As Affording Auxiliary ...
Esikatselu ei käytettävissä - 2018
Abercrombie abridged Addison adds adduced Amphiaraus ancient Andrew Baxter appears ARCHBISHOP WHATELY Astyages atheism awake awoke Baxter believe body Bonnet cerning character Christian Cicero conceive consciousness Crito death deep sleep Divinat divine doubt doubtless Dugald Stewart Essay eternity ETHEREAL VEHICLE fact fancy Faunus God's Greek heard heathen heaven human Ibid Iliad impression inference inquiry instances Intellectual Powers interpreter interpreter of dreams invented judge king lady Lavater Lucretius Malebranche mental mentioned mind in sleep miracles mortal natural Nebuchadnezzar night object observes occurred opinion organs Oropus person phenomena of dreaming philosophic Plato Plutarch poet probable proof prophet rapidity of thought reason remarkable dream remember revelation reveries sceptical scripture SECTION seems sense separated Sir Thomas Browne Socrates soul spirit superstition suppose Tacitus thou thought in dreams tion told torn Valerius Maximus visions waking thoughts Whately words writes Zimmermann
Sivu 169 - He is made one with Nature. There is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder to the song of night's sweet bird. He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone ; Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own, Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Sivu 170 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Sivu 165 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Sivu 31 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.
Sivu 103 - For God speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not. In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction, That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from man.
Sivu 30 - ... with the exception of some eight or ten scattered lines and images, all the rest had passed away like the images on the surface of a stream into which a stone has been cast, but alas! without the after restoration of the latter!
Sivu 29 - I am no way facetious, nor disposed for the mirth and galliardize of company; yet in one dream I can compose a whole comedy, behold the action, apprehend the jests, and laugh myself awake at the conceits thereof. Were my memory as faithful as my reason is then fruitful, I would never study but in my dreams; and this time also would I choose for my devotions...
Sivu 27 - Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality, • And dreams in their developement have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy; They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being...
Sivu 97 - The prophet that hath a dream, let him tell a dream; and he that hath my word, let him speak my word faithfully. What is the chaff to the wheat ? saith the Lord.
Sivu 169 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.