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F.A. Niccolls, 1902
 

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Page xii - I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Page 173 - Quid sum, miser ! tune dicturus ? Quern patronum rogaturus ? Cum vix Justus sit securus.
Page 40 - WOMEN. With myrrh and with aloes We balmed and we bathed Him, Loyally, lovingly, Tenderly swathed Him ; With cerecloth and band For the grave we arrayed Him ; But oh, He is gone From the place where we laid Him ! CHORUS OF ANGELS.
Page 62 - ... house or town in which you live to swallow nothing which has been allowed to get cool ; everything should be heated and eaten when hot. Mephistopheles, in Goethe's Faust, complains of the swarming, pullulating life on the earth. He — the great destroyer — says : " How many have I sent to grass ! Yet young, fresh blood, do what I will Keeps ever circulating still. In water, in the earth, in air, In wet, dry, cold — everywhere Germs without number are unfurl'd, And but for fire, and fire...
Page 33 - My friend," said Faust to the student, who was growing enthusiastic about the spirit of past ages, — "my friend, the times which are gone are a book with seven seals; and what you call the spirit of past ages is but the spirit of this or that worthy gentleman in whose mind those ages are reflected.
Page 75 - If to the passing moment e'er I say, " Oh, linger yet, thou art so fair ! " Then cast me into chains you may, Then will I die without a care ! Then may the death-bell sound its call, Then art thou from thy service free, The clock may stand, the index fall, And time and tide may cease for me ! MEPHISTOPHELES.
Page 128 - His eyes would hrim with tears. And when his end drew near, he told His kingdom's cities up, Gave all his wealth unto his heir, But with it not the cup. He sat and feasted at the board, His knights around his knee, Within the palace of his sires, Hard by the roaring sea. Then up he rose, that toper old, A long last breath he drew...
Page 47 - ... to streak The fields that are green as emerald. But the sun no shimmer of whiteness brooks ; The earth is through all her pores alive, Budding and bursting, and all things strive To enliven with colours their winterly looks ; And the landscape, though bare of flowers, makes cheer With people dressed out in their holiday gear.
Page 156 - Holds and sustains he not Thee, me, himself? Lifts not the Heaven its dome above ? Doth not the firm-set earth beneath us lie ? And beaming tenderly with looks of love, Climb not the everlasting stars on high ? Do I not gaze into thine eyes ? Nature's impenetrable agencies, Are they not thronging on thy heart and brain...
Page 21 - The wealth exuberant of all that 's fair, Which lives, and has its being everywhere ! And the creative essence which surrounds, And lives in all, and worketh evermore, Encompass you within love's gracious bounds ; And all the world of things, which flit before The gaze in seeming fitful and obscure, Do ye in lasting thoughts embody and secure ! [Heaven closes ; the ARCHANGELS disperse.

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