The Chautauquan: Organ of the Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Circle, Band 4M. Bailey, 1884 |
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... thought . Thought will not have had time to ripen , to accommodate itself into the form of a book . The book will arrive too late ; the only book possible soon , will be a newspaper . " As one result of this process , truth and error ...
... thought . Thought will not have had time to ripen , to accommodate itself into the form of a book . The book will arrive too late ; the only book possible soon , will be a newspaper . " As one result of this process , truth and error ...
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... thought ; and the Israelites were almost equally in despair , for they also half thought that Jehovah had been carried off a prisoner . Now , science , even more than revelation , has been enlarging our conceptions of this universe ...
... thought ; and the Israelites were almost equally in despair , for they also half thought that Jehovah had been carried off a prisoner . Now , science , even more than revelation , has been enlarging our conceptions of this universe ...
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... thought ? What descriptive words could give us so clear a view of the golden candlestick , around which clusters so much of in- terest to the Bible student , as can be had by a look at the plas- ter mould of the arch of Titus , in the ...
... thought ? What descriptive words could give us so clear a view of the golden candlestick , around which clusters so much of in- terest to the Bible student , as can be had by a look at the plas- ter mould of the arch of Titus , in the ...
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... thought and life . Prof. Norton closed with a pathetic and poetic comparison between our real lives and our temporary sojourn by the great sea which tosses and surges before us . Our footsteps on the shore here are washed away by every ...
... thought and life . Prof. Norton closed with a pathetic and poetic comparison between our real lives and our temporary sojourn by the great sea which tosses and surges before us . Our footsteps on the shore here are washed away by every ...
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... thought seems best In hope's prelusive glow . We loiter while the sun makes haste , But we shall yet sit down To watch the gleams of sunset chased From mountain crown to crown . . Too long , too late - the splendor went Or e'er we ...
... thought seems best In hope's prelusive glow . We loiter while the sun makes haste , But we shall yet sit down To watch the gleams of sunset chased From mountain crown to crown . . Too long , too late - the splendor went Or e'er we ...
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Seite 111 - Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Seite 283 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
Seite 283 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Seite 284 - OF all the myriad moods of mind That through the soul come thronging, Which one was e'er so dear, so kind, So beautiful as Longing? The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment, Before the Present poor and bare Can make its sneering comment. Still, through our paltry stir and strife, Glows down the wished Ideal, And Longing moulds in clay what Life Carves in the marble Real...
Seite 221 - TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN. THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end.
Seite 111 - Blessings be with them — and eternal praise, Who gave us nobler loves, and nobler cares—- The Poets, who on earth have made us heirs Of truth and pure delight by heavenly lays ! Oh ! might my name be numbered among theirs, Then gladly would I end my mortal days.
Seite 106 - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh, night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet, lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Seite 283 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Seite 277 - I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure : and behold, this also is vanity. I said of laughter, It is mad : and of mirth, What
Seite 283 - And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, But strengthen and sustain.