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الصفحة 16
... thought , that thou art safe , and he ! That thought is joy , arrive what may to me . My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise , — The son of ...
... thought , that thou art safe , and he ! That thought is joy , arrive what may to me . My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned , and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise , — The son of ...
الصفحة 18
... thoughts , God is decreeing to begin some new and great period in his church , even to the reforming of reformation itself ; what does he then but reveal himself to his servants , and as his manner is , first to his English - men ? I ...
... thoughts , God is decreeing to begin some new and great period in his church , even to the reforming of reformation itself ; what does he then but reveal himself to his servants , and as his manner is , first to his English - men ? I ...
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... thoughts unto good affections . Does God vouchsafe to send down into my heart a thought of himself ? I am to send up this thought to him again , in the fiery chariot of love , desire , and joy . Doth he dart into my soul a thought of ...
... thoughts unto good affections . Does God vouchsafe to send down into my heart a thought of himself ? I am to send up this thought to him again , in the fiery chariot of love , desire , and joy . Doth he dart into my soul a thought of ...
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... thought for the consequences . Locke , who was never married , declares marriage an affair of the senses ; Penn reverenced woman as the object of fervent , inward affection , made , not for lust , but for love . In studying the ...
... thought for the consequences . Locke , who was never married , declares marriage an affair of the senses ; Penn reverenced woman as the object of fervent , inward affection , made , not for lust , but for love . In studying the ...
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... thought go- vernment should rest on property , -Penn did not despair of hu- manity , and , though all history and experience denied the sovereignty of the people , dared to cherish the noble idea of man's capacity for self- government ...
... thought go- vernment should rest on property , -Penn did not despair of hu- manity , and , though all history and experience denied the sovereignty of the people , dared to cherish the noble idea of man's capacity for self- government ...
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الصفحة 100 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And, having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head, Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
الصفحة 191 - Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year...
الصفحة 401 - This wisdom descendeth not from above, but is earthly, sensual, devilish. For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. But the wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, and easy to be intreated, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and without hypocrisy.
الصفحة 90 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
الصفحة 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
الصفحة 90 - Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. About, about, in reel and rout The death-fires danced at night; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue, and white.
الصفحة 96 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream,! To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
الصفحة 18 - Lords and Commons of England, consider what nation it is whereof ye are and whereof ye are the governors : a nation not slow and dull, but of a quick, ingenious, and piercing spirit, acute to invent, subtle and sinewy to discourse, not beneath the reach of any point the highest that human capacity can soar to.
الصفحة 100 - Is this the hill? is this the kirk? Is this mine own countree ? We drifted o'er the harbour-bar, And I with sobs did pray — O let me be awake, my God! Or let me sleep alway.
الصفحة 91 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood ! I bit my arm, I sucked .the blood, And cried, A sail! a sail! With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!