Sketches of and from Jean Paul RichterA.W. Bennett, 1859 - 84 páginas |
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... sorrow , and all the dead cried Christ , is there no God ? ' He answered 6 ' There is none . ' Now , not only the breasts of the dead , but every limb quivered , and one by one melted away . Christ continued - I traversed the worlds , I ...
... sorrow , and all the dead cried Christ , is there no God ? ' He answered 6 ' There is none . ' Now , not only the breasts of the dead , but every limb quivered , and one by one melted away . Christ continued - I traversed the worlds , I ...
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... sorrows lays himself with sore wounded back in the earth , to slumber towards a lovelier morning full of truth , full of virtue and of joy , he awakes in the tempestuous chaos , in the everlast- ing midnight , and no morning cometh ...
... sorrows lays himself with sore wounded back in the earth , to slumber towards a lovelier morning full of truth , full of virtue and of joy , he awakes in the tempestuous chaos , in the everlast- ing midnight , and no morning cometh ...
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... how frivolous and small must have appeared to her at this time the cares and sorrows of life , how free · her heart , how pure each virtue , how clear с 3 JEAN PAUL . 37 loathsome animal, and refresh our vision by the con- ...
... how frivolous and small must have appeared to her at this time the cares and sorrows of life , how free · her heart , how pure each virtue , how clear с 3 JEAN PAUL . 37 loathsome animal, and refresh our vision by the con- ...
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... sorrows ring and echo back . * An executioner severed her youthful locks , bared her shoulders * and laid her blooming life between the gaping shears of fate - and it passed into the eternal world . Oh , not more than a moment can the ...
... sorrows ring and echo back . * An executioner severed her youthful locks , bared her shoulders * and laid her blooming life between the gaping shears of fate - and it passed into the eternal world . Oh , not more than a moment can the ...
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... sorrows of winter ; thou wilt not be able to console her , because thou hast destroyed her , and thy conscience will ... sorrow of the world , and even the unhappy look therein and are comforted . " CHILDREN . " Ye little ones keep near ...
... sorrows of winter ; thou wilt not be able to console her , because thou hast destroyed her , and thy conscience will ... sorrow of the world , and even the unhappy look therein and are comforted . " CHILDREN . " Ye little ones keep near ...
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Página 77 - God called up from dreams a man into the vestibule of heaven, saying, ' Come thou hither, and see the glory of my house.' And to the servants that stood around his throne he said, 'Take him, and undress him from his robes of flesh : cleanse his vision, and put a new breath into his nostrils : arm him with sail-broad wings for flight. Only touch not with any change his human heart — the heart that weeps and trembles.
Página 20 - And oft he traced the uplands, to survey, When o'er the sky advanced the kindling dawn, The crimson cloud, blue main, and mountain gray, And lake, dim gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the west the long, long vale withdrawn...
Página 77 - And to the servants that stood around his throne he said, — "Take him, and undress him from his robes of flesh : cleanse his vision, and put a new breath into his nostrils : only touch not with any change his human heart — the heart that weeps and trembles." It was done ; and, with a mighty angel for his guide, the man stood ready for his infinite voyage ; and from the terraces of heaven, without sound or farewell, at once they wheeled away into endless space. Sometimes with the solemn flight...
Página 20 - And sees, on high, amidst th' encircling groves, From cliff to cliff the foaming torrents shine: While waters, woods, and winds, in concert join, And echo swells the chorus to the skies. Would Edwin this majestic scene resign For aught the huntsman's puny craft supplies ? Ah ! no : he better knows great Nature's charms to prize.
Página 20 - The crimson cloud, blue main, and mountain grey, •And lake, dim-gleaming on the smoky lawn : Far to the west the long long vale withdrawn, Where twilight loves to linger for a while ; And now he faintly kens the bounding fawn, And villager abroad at early toil. But lo ! the Sun appears ! and heaven, earth, ocean, smile.
Página 77 - Then, from a distance that is counted only in heaven, light dawned for a time through a sleepy film ; by unutterable pace the light swept to them, they by unutterable pace to the light. In a moment the rushing of planets was upon them : in a moment the blazing of suns was around them.
Página 30 - I traversed the worlds, I ascended into the suns, and flew with the milky ways through the wildernesses of the heavens ; but there is no God ! I descended as far as Being throws its shadow, and gazed down into the abyss, and cried aloud, — "Father, where art thou ?" but I heard nothing but the eternal storm which no one rules ; and...
Página 32 - ... setting, and ye fall amid blossoms, radiance, and tears, upon your knees, and lift up your blessed hands, and call out to the open heaven, amid a thousand tears of joy, ' Thou knowest me too, thou infinite One, and all my wounds, and thou wilt welcome me after death, and wilt close them all.
Página 30 - Jesus, have we no Father ?' And he answered, with streaming tears, • We are all orphans, I and you ; we are without...
Página 20 - And oft the craggy cliff he loved to climb, When all in mist the world below was lost. What dreadful pleasure ! there to stand sublime, Like shipwreck'd mariner on desert coast, And view th...