Biology: With Preludes on Current Events

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J.R. Osgood, 1877 - 325 páginas
 

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Página 192 - Then join the saints, wake every cheerful passion: When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation. 51 FIRST PART. LM SHOW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee...
Página 298 - Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
Página 139 - is a definite combination of heterogeneous changes, both simultaneous and successive, in correspondence with external coexistences and sequences.
Página 295 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 325 - And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain ! For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd, And, last of all, thy greedy self consumed, Then long eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kiss ; And joy shall overtake us as a flood...
Página 222 - MODERN PHYSICAL FATALISM, AND THE DOCTRINE OF EVOLUTION. Including an Examination of Mr. Herbert Spencer's "First Principles.
Página 31 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water ; the poop was beaten gold, Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them, the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Página 73 - I cannot make Crito believe that I am the same Socrates who have been talking and conducting the argument; he fancies that I am the other Socrates whom he will soon see, a dead body — and he asks, How shall he bury me?
Página 282 - In your metaphysics you have denied personality to the Deity: yet when the devout motions of the soul come, yield to them heart and life, though they should clothe God with shape and color. Leave your theory, as Joseph his coat in the hand of the harlot, and flee.

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