The Open Court, Volume 27

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Paul Carus
Open Court Publishing Company, 1913
 

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Populaire passages

Pagina 460 - Hath fixed her polished car, Her sleeping Lord with handmaid lamp attending: And all about the courtly stable Bright-harnessed Angels sit in order serviceable.
Pagina 325 - For precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept; line upon line, line upon line; here a little, and there a little: 11.
Pagina 665 - The harp at Nature's advent strung Has never ceased to play ; The song the stars of morning sung Has never died away. And prayer is made, and praise is given. By all things near and far : The ocean looketh up to heaven, And mirrors every star. Its waves are kneeling on the strand, As kneels the human knee, Their white locks bowing to the sand, The priesthood of the sea!
Pagina 677 - I see the wrong that round me lies, I feel the guilt within ; I hear, with groan and travail-cries, The world confess its sin.
Pagina 659 - A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread — and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness — Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!
Pagina 670 - The dead are like the stars by day ; Withdrawn from mortal eye, But, not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky : Spirits from bondage thus set free Vanish amidst immensity, Where human thought, like human sight, Fails to pursue their trackless flight.
Pagina 660 - Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, feed the poor ; Love, embracing all our kind, Charity, with liberal store : Teach us, O thou heavenly King, Thus to show our grateful mind, Thus the accepted offering bring, Love to thee, and all mankind.
Pagina 134 - Joseph, thou son of David, fear not to take unto thee Mary thy wife ; for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Ghost. And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name JESUS : for he shall save his people from their sins.
Pagina 308 - They called me theirs, Who so controlled me ; Yet every one Wished to stay, and is gone, How am I theirs, If they cannot hold me, But I hold them...
Pagina 672 - But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.

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