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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 - They live no longer in the faith of reason! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names, And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend...
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 on a shutter, Like a well-conducted person, Went...
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 184 - THOU that from the heavens art, Every pain and sorrow stillest, And the doubly wretched heart Doubly with refreshment fillest, I am weary with contending ! Why this rapture and unrest ? Peace descending Come, ah, come into my breast I n.
Seite 153 - Tramp! tramp! along the land they rode, Splash! splash! along the sea; The scourge is red, the spur drops blood, The flashing pebbles flee, How fled what moonshine faintly show'd!
Seite 144 - My heart for gladness springs ; It cannot more be sad ; For very joy it smiles and sings, — Sees naught but sunshine glad. 5 The sun that lights mine eyes, Is Christ, the Lord I love ; I sing for joy of that which lies Stored up for me above.
Seite 145 - FEAR not, O little flock, the foe Who madly seeks your overthrow, Dread not his rage and power. What though your courage sometimes faints ! His seeming triumph o'er God's saints Lasts but a little hour.
Seite 258 - Above all others make I large concession. For thou must move a world and be the master — He kills thee who condemns thee to inaction. So be it then ! maintain thee in thy post By violence. Resist the emperor, And if it must be force with force repel ; I will not praise it, yet I can forgive it.
Seite 260 - Tis not merely The human being's Pride that peoples space With life and mystical predominance ; Since likewise for the stricken heart of Love This visible nature, and this common world, Is all too narrow ; yea, a deeper import Lurks in the legend told my infant years Than lies upon that truth, we live to learn.