The Dial, כרך 4Margaret Fuller, Ralph Waldo Emerson, George Ripley Weeks, Jordan, and Company, 1844 A magazine for literature, philosophy, and religion. |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 73
עמוד 8
... speak of what has been done towards the red man , the black man . These deeds are the scoff of the world ; and they have been ac- companied by such pious words , that the gentlest would not dare to intercede with , " Father forgive them ...
... speak of what has been done towards the red man , the black man . These deeds are the scoff of the world ; and they have been ac- companied by such pious words , that the gentlest would not dare to intercede with , " Father forgive them ...
עמוד 11
... speak of the innumerable instances , in which profligate or idle men live upon the earnings of industrious wives ; or if the wives leave them and take with them the children , to perform the double duty of mother and father , follow ...
... speak of the innumerable instances , in which profligate or idle men live upon the earnings of industrious wives ; or if the wives leave them and take with them the children , to perform the double duty of mother and father , follow ...
עמוד 14
... give reason to hope that it draws near . I was talking on this subject with Miranda , a woman , who , if any in the world , might speak without heat or bit- Her father was a man terness of the position of 14 [ July , The Great Lawsuit .
... give reason to hope that it draws near . I was talking on this subject with Miranda , a woman , who , if any in the world , might speak without heat or bit- Her father was a man terness of the position of 14 [ July , The Great Lawsuit .
עמוד 15
... speak and go alone , he addressed her not as a plaything , but as a living mind . Among the few verses he ever wrote were a copy address- ed to this child , when the first locks were cut from her head , and the reverence expressed on ...
... speak and go alone , he addressed her not as a plaything , but as a living mind . Among the few verses he ever wrote were a copy address- ed to this child , when the first locks were cut from her head , and the reverence expressed on ...
עמוד 16
... speak of her as above her sex . Silently I observed this , and feared it argued a rooted skepticism , which for ages ... speaking of a character in literature 16 [ July , The Great Lawsuit .
... speak of her as above her sex . Silently I observed this , and feared it argued a rooted skepticism , which for ages ... speaking of a character in literature 16 [ July , The Great Lawsuit .
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 63 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
עמוד 19 - OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
עמוד 288 - Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of Power divine, Supremest Wisdom, and primeval Love. 19 Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
עמוד 63 - The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And...
עמוד 24 - Der Mensch ist frei geschaffen, ist frei, und würd' er in Ketten geboren. Laßt euch nicht irren des Pöbels Geschrei, nicht den Mißbrauch rasender Toren! Vor dem Sklaven, wenn er die Kette bricht. vor dem freien Menschen erzittert nicht!
עמוד 460 - A well of love, it may be deep — I trust it is, — and never dry : What matter ? if the waters sleep In silence and obscurity. Such change, and at the very door Of my fond heart, hath made me poor.
עמוד 258 - Thee gliding through the sea of form, Like the lightning through the storm, Somewhat not to be possessed, Somewhat not to be caressed, No feet so fleet could ever find, No perfect form could ever bind.
עמוד 405 - GIVE me truths ; For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs and simples of the wood...
עמוד 138 - And the mixed multitude that was among them fell a lusting: and the children of Israel also wept again, and said, "Who shall give us flesh to eat? We remember the fish, which we did eat in Egypt freely; the cucumbers, and the melons, and the leeks, and the onions, and the garlick: But now our soul is dried away: there is nothing at all, beside this manna, before our eyes.
עמוד 288 - PER me si va nella città dolente, Per me si va nell' eterno dolore, Per me si va tra la perduta gente. Giustizia mosse il mio alto fattore : Fecemi la divina potestate, La somma sapienza e il primo amore. Dinanzi a me non fur cose create, Se non eterne, ed io eterno duro : Lasciate ogni speranza, voi eh' entrate ! Queste parole di colore oscuro Vid' io scritte al sommo d' una porta : Perch' io : Maestro, il senso lor m