The Symposium of Plato

Heffer, 1909 - 179 頁


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第 147 頁 - Their poison is like the poison of a serpent: they are like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear; Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
第 131 頁 - They are all plain to him that understandeth, and right to them that find knowledge. Receive my instruction, and not silver; and knowledge rather than choice gold. For wisdom is better than rubies; and all the things that may be desired are not to be compared to it.
第 5 頁 - Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing, and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked...
第 xlix 頁 - Pious spirits, who passed their days in raptures of futurity, made little more of this world than the world that was before it, while they lay obscure in the chaos of pre-ordination, and night of their fore-beings. And if any have been so happy as truly to understand Christian annihilation, ecstasies, exolution, liquefaction, transformation, the kiss of the spouse, gustation of God, and ingression into the divine shadow...
第 l 頁 - Mount up aloft through heavenly contemplation, From this darke world, whose damps the soule do blynd And, like the native brood of eagles kynd, 'On that bright Sunne of Glorie fixe thine eyes, • Clear'd from grosse mists of fraile infirmities.
第 l 頁 - Compar'd to that celestiall beauties blaze, Whose glorious beames all fleshly sense doth daze With admiration of their passing light, Blinding the eyes, and lumining the spright.
第 xliv 頁 - There is surely a piece of divinity in us ; something that was before the elements, and owes no homage unto the sun.
第 l 頁 - Inflame with love, and set thee all on fire With burning zeale, through every part entire, That in no earthly thing thou shalt delight, But in his sweet and amiable sight.
第 36 頁 - I know not how, but martial men are given to love : I think it is, but as they are given to wine; for perils commonly ask to be paid in pleasures.
第 38 頁 - It is a strange thing to note the excess of this passion, and how it braves the nature and value of things by this, that the speaking in a perpetual hyberbole is comely in nothing but in love. Neither is it merely in the phrase; for whereas it hath been well said that the arch flatterer, with whom all the petty flatterers have intelligence, is a man's self; certainly the lover is more.