The Story of William and Lucy SmithGeorge Spring Merriam Houghton, Mifflin, 1889 - 666 Seiten |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admire Archie Athelwold beauty believe Birnam Blackwood's Magazine blessed Borrowdale bright Brighton Bude called charm cheerful Christian church cloud CONISTON Constable creature darling dear delight divine Dunkeld earth Edinburgh Elfrida evil eyes faith fear feel felt give glad Gravenhurst hand happy hear heart Heaven Hessie hope human husband intellectual interest J. S. Mill Keswick kind Lady Eastlake letter light live LLANBERIS look Lucy ment mind Mont Blanc moral morning mother mountain nature ness never pain passion Patterdale perfect perhaps philosophy PLAS COCH pleasant pleasure poor punishment religion seems sense society sorrow soul speak spirit suffering sure sweet sympathy talk tell tender thank thee things Thomas Constable Thorndale thou thought tion told truth walk whole William Smith wish woman wonder words write
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Seite 219 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right ; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints...
Seite 666 - That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Seite 536 - WE cannot kindle when we will The fire which in the heart resides; The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides. But tasks in hours of insight willed Can be through hours of gloom fulfilled.
Seite 491 - Tho' mix'd with God and Nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more. Far off thou art, but ever nigh; I have thee still, and I rejoice; I prosper, circled with thy voice; I shall not lose thee tho
Seite 219 - How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
Seite 664 - Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground ; long heath, brown furze, any thing : The wills above be done ! but I would fain die a dry death.
Seite 524 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care...
Seite 147 - In the actual world — the painful kingdom of time and place — dwell care and canker and fear. With thought, with the ideal, is immortal hilarity, the rose of joy. Round it all the Muses sing. But grief cleaves to names and persons and the partial interests of to-day and yesterday.
Seite 457 - Think, when our one soul understands The great Word which makes all things new, When earth breaks up and heaven expands, How will the change strike me and you In the house not made with hands?
Seite 78 - O man ! But turn not then to seek again What first the ill began. No God, it saith; ah, wait in faith God's self-completing plan! Receive it not, but leave it not, And wait it out, O man! " The man that went the cloud within Is gone and vanished quite; He cometh not," the people cries, "Nor bringeth God to sight.