Charles Kingsley: His Letters and Memories of His Life, Volum 1Henry S. King & Company, 1877 - 502 pàgines |
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Charles Kingsley: His Letters and Memories of His Life, Volum 1 Charles Kingsley Visualització completa - 1877 |
Charles Kingsley: His Letters and Memoires of His Life, Volum 1 Charles Kingsley Visualització completa - 1877 |
Charles Kingsley: His Letters and Memories of His Life, Volum 1 Charles Kingsley,Frances Eliza Grenfell Kingsley Visualització completa - 1877 |
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Pàgina 16 - The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest — Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...
Pàgina 16 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Pàgina 417 - Wash you, make you clean ; Put away the evil of your doings from before my eyes ; Cease to do evil ; learn to do well ; Seek judgment ; relieve the oppressed ; Judge the fatherless ; plead for the widow.
Pàgina 97 - For verily I say unto you, That whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe that those things which he saith shall come to pass; he shall have whatsoever he saith. Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.
Pàgina 487 - FAREWELL. My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Pàgina 2 - And Nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying: "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God.
Pàgina 42 - As when with downcast eyes we muse and brood, And ebb into a former life, or seem To lapse far back in some confused dream To states of mystical similitude ; If one but speaks or hems or stirs his chair, Ever the wonder waxeth more and more, So that we say, ' All this hath been before, All this hath been, I know not when or where.
Pàgina 473 - Aid the dawning, tongue and pen; Aid it, hopes of honest men, Aid it, paper — aid it, type — Aid it, for the hour is ripe. And our earnest must not slacken Into play. Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way ! Lo!
Pàgina 269 - I was no prophet, neither was I a prophet's son ; but I was an herdman, and a gatherer of sycamore fruit:* And the LORD took me as I followed the flock, and the LORD said unto me, Go, prophesy unto my people Israel...
Pàgina 92 - Within himself, from more to more ; Or, crown'd with attributes of woe Like glories, move his course, and show That life is not as idle ore, But iron dug from central gloom, And heated hot with burning fears, And dipt in baths of hissing tears, And batter'd with the shocks of doom To shape and use.