The Enthusiasts of Port-Royal

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C. Scribner's sons, 1912 - 354 páginas
 

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Página 159 - They which builded on the wall, and they that bare burdens, with those that laded, every one with one of his hands wrought in the work, and with the other hand held a weapon.
Página 179 - And I have declared unto them thy name, and will declare it: that the love wherewith thou hast loved me may be in them, and I in them.
Página 271 - ... et par des élans vers le ciel, et par des plaintes tendres et pitoyables, elle a tout éprouvé.
Página 115 - Remember the word that I said unto you, The servant is not greater than his lord. If they have persecuted me, they will also persecute you; if they have kept my saying, they will keep yours also.
Página 318 - I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
Página 152 - Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be your slave -just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.
Página 4 - Scholastic it was in its general principle, an alliance between faith and reason ; an endeavour to arrange the orthodox system of the church, such as authority had made it, according to the rules and methods of the Aristotelian dialectics, and sometimes upon premises supplied by metaphysical reasoning.
Página 170 - Muse, ootre grande princesse Te commande aujourd'hui d'exercer ton adresse A louer sa beauté ; mais il faut avouer Qu'on ne saurait la satisfaire , Et que le seul moyen qu'on a de la louer, C'est de dire en un mot qu'on ne le saurait faire.
Página 328 - En achevant ces mots épouvantables, Son ombre vers mon lit a paru se baisser, Et moi je lui tendais les mains pour l'embrasser; Mais je n'ai plus trouvé qu'un horrible mélange D'os et de chair meurtris et traînés dans la fange, Des lambeaux pleins de sang, et des membres affreux Que des chiens dévorants se disputaient entre eux.
Página 314 - Mais mon esprit, tremblant sur le choix de ses mots, N'en dira jamais un, s'il ne tombe à propos, Et ne saurait souffrir qu'une phrase insipide Vienne à la fin d'un vers remplir la place vide: Ainsi, recommençant un ouvrage vingt fois, Si j'écris quatre mots, j'en effacerai trois.

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