Precious stones [quotations] (collected by H.L.S. Lear). Rubies (Diamonds, Pearls).

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Henrietta Louisa Lear
1881
 

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Seite 58 - For he is the Lord our God : and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Seite 49 - The meaning of Song goes deep. Who is there that, in logical words, can express the effect music has on us ? A kind of inarticulate unfathomable speech, which leads us to the edge of the Infinite, and lets us for moments gaze into that...
Seite 78 - When the Sun rises, do you not see a round disk of fire somewhat like a guinea?" "O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the Heavenly host crying, 'Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty".
Seite 7 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Seite 59 - For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field : And the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.
Seite 78 - it will be questioned ; ' when the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire, somewhat like a guinea ?' Oh ! no, no ! I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host, crying : ' Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty!
Seite 42 - If deceiving the eye were the only business of the art, there is no doubt, indeed, but the minute painter would be more apt to succeed ; but it is not the eye, it is the mind which the painter of genius desires to address; nor will he waste a moment upon those smaller objects whirl.
Seite 28 - ... pretends to have cost, and to be, what it did not, and is not; it is an imposition, a vulgarity, an impertinence, and a sin. Down with it to the ground, grind it to powder, leave its ragged place upon the wall, rather ; you have not paid for it, you have no business with it, you do not want it. Nobody wants ornaments in this world, but everybody wants integrity. All the fair devices that ever were fancied, are not worth a lie. Leave your walls as bare as a planed board, or build them of baked...
Seite 64 - The skill of the artist, and the perfection of his art, are never proved until both are forgotten. The artist has done nothing till he has concealed himself ; the art is imperfect which is visible ; the feelings are but feebly touched, if they permit us to reason on the methods of their excitement.
Seite 79 - Perfect taste is the faculty of receiving the greatest possible pleasure from those material sources which are attractive to our moral nature in its purity and perfection.

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