After the Revolution: And Other Holiday Fantasies

W. Hodge, 1893 - 321 Seiten

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Seite 254 - But to go away from among men, if there are gods, is not a thing to be afraid of, for the gods will not involve thee in evil ; but if indeed they do not exist, or if they have no concern about human affairs, what is it to me to live in a universe devoid of gods or devoid of providence...
Seite 130 - And when religious sects ran mad He held, in spite of all his learning, That if a man's belief is bad It will not be improved by burning.
Seite 171 - s easy pac'd) this snail, Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail. But in the world's sea do not like cork sleep Upon the water's face, nor in the deep Sink like a lead without a line : but as Fishes glide, leaving no print where they pass, Nor making sound, so closely thy course go ; Let men dispute whether thou breathe or no : Only in this be no Galenist.
Seite 201 - Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o'er her face ; Where thoughts serenely sweet express, How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Seite 222 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face; That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Seite 210 - The man that hails you Tom or Jack, And proves by thumps upon your back How he esteems your merit, Is such a friend, that one had need Be very much his friend indeed, To pardon or to bear it.
Seite 165 - School could have nothing to say to that school. It is mostly the way with schools, whether of boys or men. Well! the railway has swallowed up ours, and the locomotives now run smoothly over its ashes. So fades and languishes, grows dim and dies, All that this world is proud of, — and is not proud of, too.
Seite 27 - Then love your neighbor as yourself As the world you go travelling through. And never sit down with a tear or a frown, But paddle your own canoe.
Seite 247 - Yet there seems no reason why men of this kind should not perpetuate the race, increasing and multiplying, till every rood of earth maintains its man, and the savour of vacant lives will go up to God from every home.
Seite 301 - One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.

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