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Seite 94 - Enlarge the place of thy tent, And let them stretch forth the curtains of thine habitations : Spare not, lengthen thy cords, and strengthen thy stakes ; For thou shalt break forth on the right hand and on the left; And thy seed shall inherit the Gentiles, And make the desolate cities to be inhabited.
Seite 282 - And it shall be, as with the people, so with the priest ; as with the servant, so with his master ; as with the maid, so with her mistress ; as with the buyer, so with the seller ; as with the lender, so with the borrower ; as with the taker of usury, so with the giver of usury to him.
Seite 420 - When I was a child, I spake as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child : now that I am become a man, I have put away childish things.
Seite 192 - The flower hangs its heavy head, waving, at times, to the gale. " Why dost thou awake me, O gale !" it seems to say, " I am covered with the drops of heaven? The time of my fading is near, the blast, that shall scatter my leaves. To-morrow shall the traveller come ; he that saw me in my beauty shall come. His eyes will search the field, but they will not find me.
Seite 282 - The mirth of tabrets ceaseth, the noise of them that rejoice endeth, the joy of the harp ceaseth.
Seite 282 - There is a crying for wine in the streets ; All joy is darkened, The mirth of the land is gone. In the city is left desolation, And the gate is smitten with destruction.
Seite 18 - Once Heavenly Love sent down a burning kiss Upon my brow, in Sabbath silence holy; And, filled with mystic presage, chimed the church-bell slowly, And prayer dissolved me in a fervent bliss. A sweet, uncomprehended yearning Drove forth my feet through woods and meadows free, And while a thousand tears were burning, I felt a world arise for me.
Seite 124 - Enough, we are here, and you see that you were wrong! You .would not believe that the noise of the city would grate on my ears after your sweet country joys. Certainly, Mam'sell, Strasburg never seemed to me so empty as now. I hope it may be better when time shall have worn away a little of the memory of our delightful, unrestrained enjoyment, when I shall no longer feel so vividly how good, how amiable, my friend is. But can it be that I could or would forget it? No, I will rather keep the little...
Seite 227 - What a glorious poem it would be to see how the world mirrors itself in this soul! She sees the world as it is, and yet withal sees it through the medium of love ; hence sweetness is the dominant expression.