Growth: A NovelH. Holt, 1906 - 470 pages |
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Popular passages
Page 307 - Science seems to me to teach in the highest and strongest manner the great truth which is embodied in the Christian conception of entire surrender to the will of God. Sit down before the fact as a little child, be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and to whatever abysses nature leads, or you shall learn nothing.
Page 378 - Let the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, There is a man child conceived.
Page 267 - Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the LORD hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.
Page 74 - Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness. 'Think you, 'mid all this mighty sum Of things for ever speaking, That nothing of itself will come, But we must still be seeking? ' — Then ask not wherefore, here, alone, Conversing as I may, I sit upon this old grey stone, And dream my time away.
Page 301 - She walks — the lady of my delight — A shepherdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep; She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. She roams maternal hills and bright Dark valleys safe and deep. Into that tender breast at night, The chastest stars may peep. She walks, — the lady of my delight — A shepherdess of sheep. She holds her little thoughts in sight, Though gay they run and leap. She is so circumspect and...
Page 73 - If these my offers be refused, and my endeavours can take no place, and I, having run thousands of miles to do you good, shall be rewarded with rigour, I have no more to say but to recommend your case and mine to...
Page 162 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it : if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Page 103 - It is an awful hour — let him who has passed through it say how awful — when this life has lost its meaning and seems shrivelled into a span ; when the grave appears to be the end of all, humaii goodness nothing but a name, and the sky above this universe a dead expanse, black with the void from which God Himself has disappeared.
Page 429 - Angusta est domus animae meae, quo venias ad eam : dilateturabste. ruinosa est : refice eam. habet quae offendant oculos tuos : fateor et scio. sed quis mundabit eam ? aut cui alteri praeter te clamabo : ab occultis meis munda me, domine, et ab alienis parce servo tuo ? credo, propter quod et loquor.
Page 429 - Deus, tu scis insipientiam meam : * et delicta mea a te non sunt abscondita. Non erubescant in me qui expectant te, Domine, * Domine virtutum. Non confundantur super me, * qui quœrunt te, Deus Israël.