The Arena, Հատոր 35

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Arena Publishing Company, 1906
 

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Էջ 363 - Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.
Էջ 362 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Էջ 358 - He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above. He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely: he doth bear 880 His part, while...
Էջ 15 - God of battles! steel my soldiers' hearts; Possess them not with fear ; take from them now The sense of reckoning, if the opposed numbers Pluck their hearts from them ! — Not to-day, O Lord, O, not to-day, think not upon the fault My father made in compassing the crown...
Էջ 361 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Էջ 358 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Էջ 362 - Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends such evil dreams? So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life...
Էջ 238 - Saying, When will the new moon be gone, that we may sell corn ? and the sabbath, that we may set forth wheat...
Էջ 144 - The color of the ground was in him, the red earth; The smack and tang of elemental things...
Էջ 30 - To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.

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