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Página 327 - And he took up his parable and said, Balaam the son of Beor hath said, and the man whose eyes are open hath said...
Página 337 - For he is the Lord our God : and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand.
Página 39 - ... an endless network of buds and plumes ; and, in the midst of it, the solemn forms of angels, sceptred, and robed to the feet, and leaning to each other across the gates, their figures indistinct among the gleaming of the golden ground through the leaves beside them, interrupted and dim, like the morning light as it faded back among the branches of Eden, when first its gates were angel-guarded long ago.
Página 298 - We have no right whatever to touch them. They are not ours. They belong partly to those who built them, and partly to all the generations of mankind who are to follow us.
Página 461 - I have rejoiced in the way of thy testimonies, as much as in all riches.
Página 58 - Who saw the dance of the dead clouds where the sunlight left them last night, and the west wind blew them before it like withered leaves? All has passed unregretted as unseen; or if the apathy be ever shaken off even for an instant, it is only by what is gross, or what is extraordinary. And yet it is not in the broad and fierce manifestations of the elemental energies, nor in the clash of the hail, nor the drift of the whirlwind, that the highest characters of the sublime are developed. God is not...
Página 447 - I find this conclusion more impressed upon me, — that the greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something, and tell what it saw in a plain way.
Página 192 - FINE ART is that in which the hand, the head, and the heart of man go together.