The Dial, Volume 3Ralph Waldo Emerson, Margaret Fuller, George Ripley Weeks, Jordan, and Company, 1843 A magazine for literature, philosophy, and religion. |
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... souls of as lofty a port , as any in Greek or Roman fame , might appear ; men of might , and of great heart , of strong ... soul , more informed and led by God , which is much in advance of the rest , quite beyond their sympa- thy , but ...
... souls of as lofty a port , as any in Greek or Roman fame , might appear ; men of might , and of great heart , of strong ... soul , more informed and led by God , which is much in advance of the rest , quite beyond their sympa- thy , but ...
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... soul in man to a fairer possibility of life and manners , which agitates society every day with the offer of some new amendment . If we would make more strict inquiry concerning its origin , we find ourselves rapidly approaching the ...
... soul in man to a fairer possibility of life and manners , which agitates society every day with the offer of some new amendment . If we would make more strict inquiry concerning its origin , we find ourselves rapidly approaching the ...
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... soul cannot go upon such an expedition without some of the spirit of adventure ; as if he had stolen the boat of Charon and gone down the Styx on a midnight ex- pedition into the realms of Pluto . And much speculation does this ...
... soul cannot go upon such an expedition without some of the spirit of adventure ; as if he had stolen the boat of Charon and gone down the Styx on a midnight ex- pedition into the realms of Pluto . And much speculation does this ...
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... soul is love . All that has spoken such divine words in the other arts , rushes here in great tides of soul ; and heart , and mind , and life are melted equally to feed one incense - breathing flame . With a congenial power , the rhythm ...
... soul is love . All that has spoken such divine words in the other arts , rushes here in great tides of soul ; and heart , and mind , and life are melted equally to feed one incense - breathing flame . With a congenial power , the rhythm ...
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... soul that has given form to the " Weep not for me , " and the other no less significant command , " Feed my lambs . " With that attainment by which be conveys to us a realizing sense of the presence of a Son of God , Handel may vie in ...
... soul that has given form to the " Weep not for me , " and the other no less significant command , " Feed my lambs . " With that attainment by which be conveys to us a realizing sense of the presence of a Son of God , Handel may vie in ...
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The Dial: A Magazine for Literature, Philosophy, and Religion, Volume 1 Margaret Fuller,Ralph Waldo Emerson,George Ripley Visualização integral - 1841 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
ALCOTT Ali Pacha appears Armatole artist ballads beauty behold better bird body Brahmin called Canova character CHARLES FOURIER Charon child Christian church conservatism Council deep divine Dolon earth eternal expression eyes fact faculties faith feel genius George Keats German give Goethe grace Greaves hand happy hear heart heaven Hegel holy honor hope Hugh Doherty human idea Klephts labor leaves lected lectures light living London look lyre marriage means mind moral mountain nature never night persons philosophy phrenology pleasure poet Possagno pray prayer present Prometheus reform religion rich Saadi seems side society song soul speak spirit stand Suli sweet thee things thou thought tion transcendentalist true truth universal whole wisdom wish words worship young Zeus
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Página 219 - Paul hath persuaded and turned away much people, saying that they be no gods which are made with hands; so that not only this our craft is in danger to be set at nought, but also that the temple of the great goddess Diana should be despised, and her magnificence should be destroyed, whom all Asia and the world worshippeth.
Página 504 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few-. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drown'd Both harp and voice ; nor could the muse defend Her son.
Página 217 - Go to now, ye rich men, weep and howl for your miseries that shall come upon you. Your riches are corrupted, and your garments are moth-eaten. Your gold and silver is cankered; and the rust of them shall be a witness against you, and shall eat your flesh as it were fire. Ye have heaped treasure together for the last days.
Página 217 - Behold, the hire of the laborers who have reaped down your fields, which is of you kept back by fraud, crieth: and the cries of them which have reaped are entered into the ears of the .Lord of Sabaoth.
Página 504 - Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Página 153 - The knights are dust, And their good swords are rust, Their souls are with the saints, we trust.
Página 217 - Yet, Lord, thou knowest all their counsel against me to slay me: forgive not their iniquity, neither blot out their sin from thy sight, but let them be overthrown before thee; deal thus with them in the time of thine anger.
Página 443 - But the hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth : for the Father seeketh such to worship him.
Página 235 - ... hell, craft and malice be confounded, whether it be homebred mischief or outlandish cunning ; yea, other nations will then covet to serve ye, for lordship and victory are but the pages of justice and virtue. Commit securely to true wisdom the vanquishing and uncasing of craft and...
Página 506 - Light-winged Smoke, Icarian bird, Melting thy pinions in thy upward flight, Lark without song, and messenger of dawn, Circling above the hamlets as thy nest; Or else, departing dream, and shadowy form Of midnight vision, gathering up thy skirts; By night star-veiling, and by day Darkening the light and blotting out the sun; Go thou my incense upward from this hearth, And ask the gods to pardon this clear flame.