The Book of Nature: From the Last London Ed., to which is Now Prefixed, a Sketch of the Author's Life

Belknap and Hamersley, 1837 - 467 sivua

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Sivu 427 - his bed ; walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty looks ; repeats his words ; Remembers me of all his gracious parts ; Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form :— Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Sivu 429 - shady scene. Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude : Ч is but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and see her stores
Sivu 454 - a sheet of white paper, without characters of any kind, becomes furnished with that vast store of ideas, the materials of wisdom and knowledge, which the busy and boundless fancy of man has painted on it with an almost endless variety ? The
Sivu 336 - • comes the mind by that vast store which the busy and boundless fancy of man has painted on it with an almost endless variety ? Whence has it all the materials of reason and knowledge ? 1
Sivu 379 - —It is manifest that a great part of common language and of common behaviour over the world is formed upon the supposition of SUCH A MORAL FACULTY; whether called conscience, moral reason, moral sense, or divine reason; whether considered as a sentiment of the understanding or a perception of the heart, or, which seems the truth, as including
Sivu 405 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With stores of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
Sivu 330 - that brings death to the people. His sword is a green meteor half extinguished. His face is without form and dark. He sighed thrice over the hero ; and thrice the winds of the night roared around. Many were his words to Oscar. He slowly vanished, like a mist that melts on the sunny hill.
Sivu xiii - They are sparks which, if you do not blow them, will go out of themselves. The surest remedy against scandal is, to live it down by perseverance in well-doing ; and by praying to God that he would cure the distempered minds of those who traduce and injure us.
Sivu 447 - peaceful plains ? Do 1 meet thee with a spear on thy cloud, spirit of dismal Loda ? Why then dost thou frown on me ! Why shake thine airy spear? Thou frownest in vain : I never fled from the mighty in war; and shall the sons of the wind frighten the king of Morven ? No—he knows the
Sivu 360 - all minds? I assert as well as they, that since we are affected from without, we must allow powers to be without in a being distinct from ourselves. So far we are agreed. But then we differ as to the kind of this powerful being. I will have it to be spirit:

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