Pro Vita Monastica: An Essay in Defence of the Contemplative Virtues

Voorkant
Atlantic Monthly Press, 1923 - 164 pagina's
 

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Pagina 19 - If ye were of the world, the world would love his own : but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.
Pagina 146 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Pagina 133 - Jesus saith unto her, Touch me not ; for I am not yet ascended to my Father ; but go to my brethren, and say unto them, I ascend unto my Father, and your Father ; and to my God and your God.
Pagina 127 - For my soul is full of troubles : and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
Pagina 135 - I shall ever try to keep all untruths out from my thoughts, knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind. I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart. And it shall be my endeavor to reveal thee in my actions, knowing it is thy power gives me strength to act.
Pagina 127 - For thou, LORD, art good, and ready to forgive ; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee.
Pagina 19 - 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.
Pagina 164 - ... tout le malheur des hommes vient d'une seule chose, qui est de ne savoir pas demeurer en repos, dans une chambre.
Pagina 135 - I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that thy living touch is upon all my limbs. I shall ever try to keep all untruths 3 out from my thoughts, knowing that thou art that truth which has kindled the light of reason in my mind. I shall ever try to drive all evils away from my heart and keep my love in flower, knowing that thou hast thy seat in the inmost shrine of my heart.
Pagina 57 - What other yearning was the master tie Of the monastic brotherhood, upon rock Aerial, or in green secluded vale, One after one, collected from afar, An undissolving fellowship ?—What but this, The universal instinct of repose, The longing for confirmed tranquillity, Inward and outward; humble, yet sublime : The life where hope and memory are as one ; Where earth is quiet and her face unchanged Save by the simplest toil of human hands Or seasons...

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