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C.C. Meinhold & Sons, 1866 - 222 pages
 

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Page 18 - Life is a jest, and all things show it, I thought so once, but now I know it, with what more you may think proper.
Page 210 - Hush! my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from Heaven He descended, And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse...
Page 37 - Erde gebückt sind: pronaque quum spectent animalia caetera terram, os homini sublime dedit caelumque tueri jussit, et erectos ad sidera tollere vultus.
Page 184 - VARIA, there's nothing here that's free From wearisome anxiety: And the whole round of mortal joys With short possession tires and cloys: 'Tis a dull circle that we tread, Just from the window to the bed, We rise to see and to be seen, Gaze on the world awhile, and then We yawn, and stretch to sleep again. But Fancy, that uneasy guest, Still holds a lodging in our breast: She finds or frames vexations still, Herself the greatest plague we feel.
Page 190 - Esse aliquid Manes, et subterranea regna, Et contum, et Stygio ranas in gurgite nigras, Atque una transire vadum tot millia cymba, Nee pueri credunt, nisi qui nondum aere lavantur.
Page 113 - Lot's wife was turned into a pillar of salt for looking back. mutual fertilization—not a formalism that cancels out all meaning and bars all outlets. Edgar Morin, referring to the effects of'systemism...
Page 14 - tis in my custody. [3.3.167f.] At this seemingly determined secrecy, the Moor pronouncing 'ha!', lago with all possible art cries out Oh! beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is a green-eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on.
Page 7 - HE king walked out, And looked about; His heart was full of pride: The king walked in, And, by a pin Pricked in the finger, died. Ye laureates, sing The mighty king, The just, the brave, the wise; But to the bier Come not too near — It stinks, and gathers flies.
Page 23 - JULIAN. LIKE, as an egg's, life's two ends to each other: Blind, helpless, speechless, at one end we enter, Not knowing where we are, or whence we come; Blind, helpless, speechless, exit at the other — Who has come back to tell us why or whither?
Page 221 - Therefore Zeus raises Music from the tomb, Takes Music to him into Kingdom Come, Leaving to rot here on the earth below, All else we have learned, all else we feel and know.

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