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... death , present us nearly an exact parallel to what is related of many of the most eminent of the Sooffee teachers . ' There seems to be no reason for hesitation in re- ferring the modern Persian philosophy to a Grecian origin ...
... death , present us nearly an exact parallel to what is related of many of the most eminent of the Sooffee teachers . ' There seems to be no reason for hesitation in re- ferring the modern Persian philosophy to a Grecian origin ...
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... death and apotheosis of the last Buddha , as of the last Jina , and of his predecessor and his eldest and favourite disciple . Both religions have preserved for their sacred language , the same dialect , the Pali or Pracrit , closely ...
... death and apotheosis of the last Buddha , as of the last Jina , and of his predecessor and his eldest and favourite disciple . Both religions have preserved for their sacred language , the same dialect , the Pali or Pracrit , closely ...
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... death , but await , in the dreary penance of separated and inviolable existence , the living amid the dying , - the second coming of the Son of Man , whose first appearing he had greeted with insult and curses , in that last and ...
... death , but await , in the dreary penance of separated and inviolable existence , the living amid the dying , - the second coming of the Son of Man , whose first appearing he had greeted with insult and curses , in that last and ...
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... death , on the instant ; death ! " My clamour was echoed by the roar of millions . But , in the moment of my exultation , I was stricken . acclamation of the multitude came forth the command . In the He who had refused an hour of life ...
... death , on the instant ; death ! " My clamour was echoed by the roar of millions . But , in the moment of my exultation , I was stricken . acclamation of the multitude came forth the command . In the He who had refused an hour of life ...
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... DEATH ! While I gazed in breathless awe , I found myself involved in the procession . Resistance was vain : I was conscious that I might as well have struggled against the tides of the ocean , or thought to stop the revolution of the ...
... DEATH ! While I gazed in breathless awe , I found myself involved in the procession . Resistance was vain : I was conscious that I might as well have struggled against the tides of the ocean , or thought to stop the revolution of the ...
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Página 209 - ... .which he wrought in Christ, when he raised him from the dead, and set him at his own right hand in the heavenly places., (far above all principality and power and might and dominion, and every name that is named not only in this world, but also in that which is to come,) and hath put all things under his feet, and gave him to be the head over all things to the church, which is his body, the fulness of him that filleth all in all.
Página 373 - ... thousand spears in rest, A thousand knights are pressing close behind the snow-white crest; And in they burst, and on they rushed, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now, God be praised, the day is ours. Mayenne hath turned his rein.
Página 375 - Give back the lost and lovely ! — those for whom The place was kept at board and hearth so long ! The prayer went up through midnight's breathless gloom, And the vain yearning woke 'midst festal song ! Hold fast thy buried isles, thy towers o'erthrown — But all is not thine own.
Página 520 - God hath made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him.
Página 199 - Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of His hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance ? Who hath directed the Spirit of the Lord, or being His counsellor hath taught Him?
Página 574 - And now, from forth the frowning sky, From the Heaven's topmost height, I heard a voice — the awful voice Of the blood-avenging sprite : — ' Thou guilty man ! take up thy dead And hide it from my sight...
Página 572 - TWAS in the prime of summer time, An evening calm and cool, And four-and-twenty happy boys Came bounding out of school : There were some that ran and some that leapt, Like troutlets in a pool. Away they sped with gamesome minds, And souls untouched by sin; To a level mead they came, and there They drave the wickets in : Pleasantly shone the setting sun Over the town of Lynn. Like sportive deer they coursed about, And shouted as they ran, — Turning to mirth all things of earth, As only boyhood can;...
Página 373 - Ho ! maidens of Vienna ; Ho ! matrons of Lucerne ; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 575 - With breathless speed, like a soul in chase, I took him up and ran;— There was no time to dig a grave Before the day began: In a lonesome wood, with heaps of leaves, I hid the murdered man!
Página 572 - Away they sped with gamesome minds, And souls untouched by sin; To a level mead they came, and there They drave the wickets in: Pleasantly shone the setting sun Over the town of Lynn. Like sportive deer they coursed about, And shouted as they ran, Turning to mirth all things of earth, As only boyhood can; But the Usher sat remote from all, A melancholy man!