A New England Group and Others: Shelburne Essays, Eleventh Series

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Houghton Mifflin, 1921 - 295 頁

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第 20 頁 - 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.
第 179 頁 - I FLED Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the mist of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped; And shot, precipitated, Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after. But with unhurrying chase, And unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat — and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet —...
第 23 頁 - That draws oblivions curtains over kings, Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their names without a Record are forgot, Their parts, their ports, their pomp's all laid in th...
第 61 頁 - All theory is against the freedom of the will; all experience for it."— I did not push the subject any farther.
第 73 頁 - Historical Christianity has fallen into the error that corrupts all attempts to communicate religion. As it appears to us, and as it has appeared for ages, it is not the doctrine of the soul, but an exaggeration of the personal, the positive, the ritual. It has dwelt, it dwells, with noxious exaggeration about the person of Jesus.
第 15 頁 - A crime it is, therefore in bliss you may not hope to dwell; But unto you I shall allow the easiest room in hell.
第 23 頁 - Several Poems, compiled with great variety of wit and learning, full of delight...
第 42 頁 - Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.
第 125 頁 - Not here, O Apollo ! Are haunts meet for thee. But, where Helicon breaks down In cliff to the sea, Where the moon-silver'd inlets Send far their light voice Up the still vale of Thisbe, O speed, and rejoice ! On the sward at the cliff-top Lie strewn the white flocks, On the cliff-side the pigeons Roost deep in the rocks. In the moonlight the shepherds, Soft...
第 105 頁 - Among the thousand symbols of ultimate energy, the dynamo was not so human as some, but it was the most expressive.

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