Thoughts of the months

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第 13 頁 - Knowledge and wisdom, far from being one, Have ofttimes no connection. Knowledge dwells In heads replete with thoughts of other men, Wisdom in minds attentive to their own.
第 60 頁 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
第 43 頁 - RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things Toward heaven, thy native place: Sun and moon and stars decay; Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above.
第 53 頁 - Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
第 87 頁 - For the Lord is a great God, And a great King above all gods. In his hand are the deep places of the earth : The strength of the hills is his also. The sea is his, and he made it : And his hands formed the dry land.
第 73 頁 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers), And marked the mild, angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there...
第 74 頁 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads; yet dwells upon ; — Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one 'treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look, by Death revealed ! Such is the aspect of this shore.
第 131 頁 - FATHER of all ! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord ! Thou great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
第 13 頁 - That tinkle in the withered leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
第 1 頁 - Then they that feared the LORD spake often one to another: and the LORD hearkened and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before Him for them that feared the LOED, and that thought upon His name.

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