Proverbial Philosophy: A Book of Thoughts and Arguments

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Wiley, 1849 - English poetry - 383 pages

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Page 146 - And immediately I was in the spirit; and behold, a throne was set in heaven, and one sat on the throne ; and he that sat was to look upon like a jasper and a sardine stone ; and there was a rainbow round about the throne, in sight like unto an emerald.
Page 87 - For a good book is the best of friends, the same to-day and for ever.
Page 144 - Behold, my servant shall deal prudently, he shall be exalted and extolled, and be very high. As many were astonied at thee, (his visage was so marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men...
Page 143 - Latini, et quo quemque modo fugiatque feratque laborem. sunt geminae Somni portae, quarum altera fertur cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris, altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, sed falsa ad caelum mittunt insomnia Manes.
Page 122 - If thou art to have a wife of thy youth, she is now living on the earth ; Therefore think of her, and pray for her weal ; yea, though thou hast not seen her.
Page 144 - Thus saith the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel ; Because ye have obeyed the commandment of Jonadab your father, and kept all his precepts, and done according unto all that he hath commanded you: therefore thus saith the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel; Jonadab the son of Rechab shall not want a man to stand before me for ever.
Page 95 - Labour is good for a man, bracing up his energies to conquest, And without it life is dull, the man perceiving himself useless: For wearily the body groaneth, like a door on rusty hinges, And the grasp of the mind is weakened, as the talons of a caged vulture.
Page 83 - SPEECH is the golden harvest that followeth the flowering of thought ; Yet oftentimes runnetfi it to husk, and the grains be withered ana scanty Speech is reason's brotner, and a kingly prerogative of man, That likeneth him to his Maker, who spake, and it was done...
Page 65 - My thoughts, are they not mine own ? and they leave no mark behind them; And if God so pardoneth crime, how should these petty sins affect him ?— So he transgresseth yet again, and falleth by little and little, Till the ground crumble beneath him, and he sinketh in the gulf despairing. For there is nothing in the earth so small that it may not produce great things, And no swerving from a right line, that may not lead eternally astray.
Page 71 - Behold, a patriarch of years, who leaneth on the staff of religion ; His heart is fresh, quick to feel, a bursting fount of generosity ; He, playful in his wisdom, is gladdened in his children's gladness : He, pure in his experience, loveth in his son's first love : Lofty aspirations, deep affections, holy hopes are his delight ; His abhorrence is to strip from Life its charitable gannent of Ideal.

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