Classic German Course in EnglishChautauqua Press, 1887 - 327 Seiten |
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... became king of Prussia . In this shaker of kingdoms the German spirit as- serted itself once more . It ceased to sleep as if the sleep of death . The fresh impulse felt was military and political , rather than literary or even ...
... became king of Prussia . In this shaker of kingdoms the German spirit as- serted itself once more . It ceased to sleep as if the sleep of death . The fresh impulse felt was military and political , rather than literary or even ...
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... became a miner . Such is my origin . Now that I should become bachelor of arts , master of arts , monk , and so forth , that was not written in the stars . Did I not get myself great shame though , by becoming monk , by laying aside my ...
... became a miner . Such is my origin . Now that I should become bachelor of arts , master of arts , monk , and so forth , that was not written in the stars . Did I not get myself great shame though , by becoming monk , by laying aside my ...
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... became the lamb . Luther himself played the guitar and the flute . He never tired of sounding the praises of music as being , nigh to theology , one of the best gifts of God to men . In his Table - Talk many pleasing allusions to the ...
... became the lamb . Luther himself played the guitar and the flute . He never tired of sounding the praises of music as being , nigh to theology , one of the best gifts of God to men . In his Table - Talk many pleasing allusions to the ...
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... became wonderfully skillful people , capable of all sorts of things ? Yea , what grief is it to me now that I did not read poets and histories more , and that , also , no one taught them to me ! I have done my part . I would gladly have ...
... became wonderfully skillful people , capable of all sorts of things ? Yea , what grief is it to me now that I did not read poets and histories more , and that , also , no one taught them to me ! I have done my part . I would gladly have ...
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... became its atoner - O , listen , Listen to this my strain ; and chief ye few but ennobled , Loved , heart - cherished friends of that all - lovely Redeemer , Who with habitual hope await his coming to judgment , Listen , and sing the ...
... became its atoner - O , listen , Listen to this my strain ; and chief ye few but ennobled , Loved , heart - cherished friends of that all - lovely Redeemer , Who with habitual hope await his coming to judgment , Listen , and sing the ...
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Seite 162 - And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory ; and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.
Seite 260 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain, Or forest, by slow stream or pebbly spring, Or chasms, and watery depths ; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Seite 260 - For fable is Love's world, his home, his birthplace Delightedly dwells he 'mong fays and talismans, And spirits ; and delightedly believes Divinities, being himself divine.
Seite 45 - Earth trembled from her entrails, as again In pangs, and Nature gave a second groan; Sky loured, and, muttering thunder, some sad drops Wept at completing of the mortal Sin Original...
Seite 175 - WERTHER had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter ; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter. Charlotte was a married lady, And a moral man was Werther, And for all the wealth of Indies, Would do nothing for to hurt her. So he sighed and pined and ogled, And his passion boiled and bubbled, Till he blew his silly brains out, And no more was by it troubled. Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her...
Seite 31 - Look grim as e'er he will, He harms us not a whit : For why ? His doom is writ, A word shall quickly slay him. God's Word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But spite of Hell, shall have its course, 'Tis written by his finger. And though they take our life, Goods, honour, children, wife, Yet is their profit small; These things shall vanish all, The City of God remaineth.
Seite 31 - With force of arms we nothing can, Full soon were we down-ridden; But for us fights the proper Man, Whom God himself hath bidden. Ask ye: Who is this same? Christ Jesus is his name, The Lord Sabaoth's Son; He, and no other one, Shall conquer in the battle.
Seite 47 - To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing, and half enclose him round With all his peers: attention held them mute. Thrice he assayed, and thrice in spite of scorn, Tears, such as Angels weep, burst forth...
Seite 175 - Charlotte, having seen his body Borne before her on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went on cutting bread and butter.
Seite 252 - I but amused myself with thinking of it. The free-will tempted me, the power to do Or not to do it — Was it criminal To make the fancy minister to hope, To fill the air with pretty toys of air, And clutch fantastic sceptres moving t'ward me ! Was not the will kept free? Beheld I not The road of duty close beside me — but One little step, and once more I was in it! Where am I? Whither have I been transported?