The Globe, Volume 3W.H. Thorne, 1892 |
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... called scientific literature . There is no true science or poetry but that which feels , touches and pictures the soul and meaning of things . By latest measurements of the psychoscope - an instrument in- vented by a demented Englishman ...
... called scientific literature . There is no true science or poetry but that which feels , touches and pictures the soul and meaning of things . By latest measurements of the psychoscope - an instrument in- vented by a demented Englishman ...
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... called infidel and atheist for daring to defend Darwin and Spencer in the pulpit as early as 1870 , when to defend them meant alike study and some sacrifice , I am inclined to denounce as utter foam and trash the words of any man who ...
... called infidel and atheist for daring to defend Darwin and Spencer in the pulpit as early as 1870 , when to defend them meant alike study and some sacrifice , I am inclined to denounce as utter foam and trash the words of any man who ...
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... called scientific journals , they are mere flingings of hash that has already been plucked by vultures and dogs . The most ordinary observations of common sense are sufficient to convince any intelligent person that nearly all ...
... called scientific journals , they are mere flingings of hash that has already been plucked by vultures and dogs . The most ordinary observations of common sense are sufficient to convince any intelligent person that nearly all ...
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... called orthodox creed ? or does a man keep the Sabbath , in any worthy sense , because he goes to church on Sunday and either preaches lies from a pulpit or listens to lies from the pews ? But even this is a better interpretation of the ...
... called orthodox creed ? or does a man keep the Sabbath , in any worthy sense , because he goes to church on Sunday and either preaches lies from a pulpit or listens to lies from the pews ? But even this is a better interpretation of the ...
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... called crust of our globe and the different ages of historic and of prehistoric man . And if I did not know them and wanted to parade the old for- mulæ , they are ready on my desk in the latest magazine articles and encyclopedias . Were ...
... called crust of our globe and the different ages of historic and of prehistoric man . And if I did not know them and wanted to parade the old for- mulæ , they are ready on my desk in the latest magazine articles and encyclopedias . Were ...
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Page 139 - Of aspect more sublime: that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Page 39 - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. "An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. "He dried his wings: like gauze they grew: Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
Page 249 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 310 - Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition : By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it ? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Page 15 - The path of the just is as the shining light which shineth more and more unto the perfect day.
Page 37 - Ancient founts of inspiration well thro' all my fancy yet. Howsoever these things be, a long farewell to Locksley Hall! Now for me the woods may wither, now for me the roof-tree fall. Comes a vapor from the margin, blackening over heath and holt, Cramming all the blast before it, in its breast a thunderbolt. Let it fall on Locksley Hall, with rain or hail, or fire or snow; For the mighty wind arises, roaring seaward, and I go.
Page 139 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Page 249 - That he shouts with his sister at play! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay. And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But...
Page 205 - We," said the Justiza to the king in name of his highspirited barons, " who are each of us as good, and who are altogether more powerful than you, promise obedience to your government, if you maintain our rights and liberties ; but if not, not.
Page 310 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee: Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!