Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, Volume 6Jeannette Leonard Gilder Christian Herald, 1905 |
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... passed through various offices , finally attaining that of sub - prior . He wrote many religious works , but the one that gave him enduring fame was his " Imitation of Christ . " It has held its place for four centuries , and has been ...
... passed through various offices , finally attaining that of sub - prior . He wrote many religious works , but the one that gave him enduring fame was his " Imitation of Christ . " It has held its place for four centuries , and has been ...
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... things with wisdom . But I , that am more ready to go backward than forward , do not ever continue in one estate , for 66 seven times are passed over me . " MAN HATH OF HIMSELF NO GOOD THING , ETC. Yet 12 THOMAS A'KEMPIS.
... things with wisdom . But I , that am more ready to go backward than forward , do not ever continue in one estate , for 66 seven times are passed over me . " MAN HATH OF HIMSELF NO GOOD THING , ETC. Yet 12 THOMAS A'KEMPIS.
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... passed along the street : student after student entered the lecture- room : but he never saw them , not though they passed him close . The sun rose higher and higher , and turned his whole blaze upon the corner where Philammon crouched ...
... passed along the street : student after student entered the lecture- room : but he never saw them , not though they passed him close . The sun rose higher and higher , and turned his whole blaze upon the corner where Philammon crouched ...
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... passed to - night shall in any way prevent you finding me a forward and obedient servant to all your com- mands , be they what they may , and a supporter of your authority among the men , and honor against the foe , even with my life ...
... passed to - night shall in any way prevent you finding me a forward and obedient servant to all your com- mands , be they what they may , and a supporter of your authority among the men , and honor against the foe , even with my life ...
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... passed him , dragging our bedding to the fore - peak of the steamer , he roused himself and chattered obscenely . He had been caught somewhere in the Malayan Archipelago , and was going to England to be exhibited at a shilling a head ...
... passed him , dragging our bedding to the fore - peak of the steamer , he roused himself and chattered obscenely . He had been caught somewhere in the Malayan Archipelago , and was going to England to be exhibited at a shilling a head ...
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Page 278 - There held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast ; And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...
Page 177 - Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 140 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet. From my study I see in the lamplight, Descending the broad hall-stair, Grave Alice, and laughing Allegra, And Edith with golden hair.
Page 280 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek!
Page 165 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay...
Page 154 - Then the Master, With a gesture of command, Waved his hand; And at the word, Loud and sudden there was heard, All around them and below, The sound of hammers, blow on blow, Knocking away the shores and spurs. And see! she stirs! She starts, — she moves, — she seems to feel The thrill of life along her keel, And, spurning with her foot the ground, With one exulting, joyous bound, She leaps into the ocean's arms!
Page 286 - Of Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse...
Page 281 - To walk the studious cloister's pale And love the high-embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof And storied windows richly dight Casting a dim religious light: There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Page 314 - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Page 166 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.