Proceedings of the Literary & Philosophical Society of Liverpool, Выпуск 51Deighton and Laughton, 1897 |
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... miles from home ; the roads were so bad , and travelling was both difficult and dangerous . In the country there were wakes and merry - makings , where they could see cock fights , cudgel playing , grinning through a horse collar ...
... miles from home ; the roads were so bad , and travelling was both difficult and dangerous . In the country there were wakes and merry - makings , where they could see cock fights , cudgel playing , grinning through a horse collar ...
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... for further tor- ture ; iron collars were forged for his neck , and , with one of his colleagues , he was fastened to a horse's collar , C and dragged for miles and miles at a terrific pace A STUDY OF RELIGIOUS SOCIALISM . 33.
... for further tor- ture ; iron collars were forged for his neck , and , with one of his colleagues , he was fastened to a horse's collar , C and dragged for miles and miles at a terrific pace A STUDY OF RELIGIOUS SOCIALISM . 33.
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Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool. and dragged for miles and miles at a terrific pace . Then they were bound to posts , bit by bit their flesh was pulled from their bones by red - hot pincers , the Bishop presiding over the ...
Literary and Philosophical Society of Liverpool. and dragged for miles and miles at a terrific pace . Then they were bound to posts , bit by bit their flesh was pulled from their bones by red - hot pincers , the Bishop presiding over the ...
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... mile away , and in full view of its windows . The new residence was not romantic in itself , being a tall , staring , brick house , destitute of trees around it , and was a contrast to Bronwylfa , which peeped out from amidst the ...
... mile away , and in full view of its windows . The new residence was not romantic in itself , being a tall , staring , brick house , destitute of trees around it , and was a contrast to Bronwylfa , which peeped out from amidst the ...
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... visibly stamped upon the land to - day . I believe nowhere is the military * This Paper was illustrated by Lantern Slides . I might of Rome written large over seventy or eighty miles 129 Rev HAROLD D FORD, M A "The Roman Wall"
... visibly stamped upon the land to - day . I believe nowhere is the military * This Paper was illustrated by Lantern Slides . I might of Rome written large over seventy or eighty miles 129 Rev HAROLD D FORD, M A "The Roman Wall"
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Стр. 102 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed ; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Стр. 103 - From his nest by the white wave's foam ; And the rocking pines of the forest roared : This was their welcome home. There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band : Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure shrine....
Стр. 291 - I confess I am not charmed with the ideal of life held out by those who think that the normal state of human beings is that of struggling to get on ; that the trampling, crushing, elbowing, and treading on each other's heels, which form the existing type of social life, are the most desirable lot of human kind, or anything but the disagreeable symptoms of one of the phases of industrial progress.
Стр. 183 - ... we are reduced to the alternative of believing that the Mind, or Ego, is something different from any series of feelings, or possibilities of them, or of accepting the paradox, that something which ex hypothesi is but a series of feelings, can be aware of itself as a series.
Стр. 91 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight, — Where are those dreamers now ? One midst the forest of the West, By a dark stream is laid, — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade.
Стр. 160 - Thus it is an indisputable truth that what we call the material world is only known to us under the forms of the ideal world ; and, as Descartes tells us, our knowledge of the soul is more intimate and certain than our knowledge of the body.
Стр. 55 - OF Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make quick-coming death a little thing, Or bring again the pleasure of past years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say, The idle singer of an empty day.
Стр. 55 - Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say, The idle singer of an empty day. But rather, when aweary of your mirth, From full hearts still unsatisfied ye sigh, And, feeling kindly unto all the earth, Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die, — Remember me a little then, I pray, The idle singer of an empty day.
Стр. 162 - I think evident, that we find in ourselves a power to begin or forbear, continue or end, several actions of our minds and motions of our bodies, barely by a thought or preference of the mind ordering, or, as it were, commanding the doing or not doing such or such a particular action.
Стр. 105 - We depart, We vanish from the sky ; Ask what is deathless in thy heart, For that which cannot die." Speak then, thou voice of God within, Thou of the deep, low tone ! Answer me, through life's restless din, Where is the spirit flown ? And the voice answer'd — "Be thou still! Enough to know is given ; Clouds, winds, and stars their part fulfil, Thine is to trust in Heaven.