Charles Kingsley: His Letters and Memories of His LifeHenry S. King & Company, 1877 - 997 Seiten |
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Alton Locke Archdeacon Hare Barnack beautiful believe Bible blessed Cambridge Charles Kingsley Chartists Christ Christian Church Church of England Clovelly creed dear delight devil doctrine earth England English eternal Eversley evil eyes F. D. MAURICE faith fancy Father fear feel fish Frederika Bremer give glorious God's ground happy hear heart heaven Helston hexameters Holne Holy honour hope human Hypatia labour lecture letter living London look Lord man's Manichæism Maurice mean mind moral morning never night noble once parish Parson Lot person Pimperne poor pray prayer preach Rectory seems sense sermon sorrow soul speak spirit spondee sure talk teach teetotalism tell thank things Thomas Cooper Thou thought to-morrow trochee true truth utterly walk whole wife wish wonderful words write wrong Yeast
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Seite 262 - He is secure ! and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. SHELLEY. We should be wary what persecution we raise against the living labours of public men ; how we spill the seasoned life of man preserved and stored up in books; since we
Seite 262 - lie has outsoared the shadow of our night, Envy and calumny and hate and pain Can touch him not, and torture not again ; He is secure ! and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in
Seite 469 - What the evil that shall perish In its ray ? Aid the dawning tongue and pen, Aid it hopes of honest men ; Aid it paper—aid it type— Aid it for the hour is ripe ; And our earnest must not slacken Into play, Men of thought and men of action Clear the way
Seite 91 - And show That life is not as idle ore, But iron dug from central gloom, And heated hot with burning fears, And dipped in baths of hissing tears, And batter'd with the shocks of doom To shape and use.
Seite 473 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe in skies so dull and grey; Yet, if you will, one quiet hint I'll leave you, For every day. I'll tell you how to sing a clearer carol Than lark who hails the dawn or breezy down ; To earn yourself a purer poet's laurel Than
Seite 402 - the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare : A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware. COLERIDGE'S "Ancient Mariner.
Seite 473 - crown. Be good, sweet maid, and let who can be clever; Do lovely things, not dream them, all day long ; And so make Life, Death, and that vast For Ever,
Seite 356 - energy, To embattail and to wall about thy cause With iron-worded proof, hating to hark The humming of the drowsy pulpit-drone, Half God's good Sabbath, while the worn-out clerk Brow-beats his desk below. Thou from a throne, Mounted in heaven wilt shoot into the dark Arrows of lightning. I will stand and mark.
Seite 150 - This is tme liberty when freebom men Having to advise the public may speak free ; Which he who can or will, deserves high praise ; Who neither can, nor will, may hold his peace ; What can be juster in a state like this ?
Seite 449 - laden, and I will give you rest . If ye, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Heavenly Father give His Holy Spirit to them that ask him?'