The Penn Monthly, Volumen13Robert Ellis Thompson, William Wilberforce Newton, Otis H. Kendall University Press Company, 1882 |
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The Penn Monthly, Volumen1 Robert Ellis Thompson,William Wilberforce Newton,Otis H. Kendall Vista completa - 1870 |
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Página 258 - Now the LORD had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee : and I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great ; and thou shalt be a blessing : and I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee : and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.
Página 107 - And they gave him audience unto this word, and then lifted up their voices, and said, Away with such a fellow from the earth: for it is not fit that he should live.
Página 390 - Whatever poet, orator, or sage May say of it, old age is still old age. It is the waning, not the crescent moon, The dusk of evening, not the blaze of noon : It is not strength, but weakness; not desire, But its surcease; not the fierce heat of fire, The burning and consuming element, But that of ashes and of embers spent, In which some living sparks we still discern, Enough to warm, but not enough to burn.
Página 129 - ON the library wall of one of the most famous writers of America, there hang two crossed swords, which his relatives wore in the great War of Independence. The one sword was gallantly drawn in the service of the king, the other was the weapon of a brave and honored republican soldier. The possessor of the harmless trophy has earned for himself a name alike honored in his ancestors' country and his own, where genius such as his has always a peaceful welcome.
Página 392 - DEAD he lay among his books ! The peace of God was in his looks.
Página 257 - For what nation is there so great, who hath God so nigh unto them, as the Lord our God is in all things that we call upon him for? and what nation is there so great, that hath statutes and judgments so righteous as all this law, which I set before you this day?
Página 116 - As for the truth, it endureth, and is always strong; it liveth and conquereth for evermore.
Página 360 - His manner is very quiet but he speaks like one tremendously convinced of what he utters and who had much — very much — in him that was quite unutterable, quite unfit to be uttered to the uninitiated ear ; and when the Englishman's sense of beauty or truth exhibited itself in vociferous cheers, he would impatiently almost contemptuously wave his hand as if that were not the sort of homage which Truth demanded.
Página 116 - Remember therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent, and do the first works; or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will remove thy candlestick out of his place, except thou repent.
Página 188 - ... my slenderer and younger taper imbibed its borrowed light from the more matured and redundant fountain of yours. Yes, my lord, we can remember those nights, without any other regret than that they can never more return; for " We spent them not in toys; or lust, or wine; But search of deep philosophy, Wit, eloquence, and poesy; Arts which I lov'd, for they, my friend, were thine...