The True and the Beautiful in Nature, Art, Morals and Religion: Selected from the Works of John Ruskin, Volume 2

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J. Wiley, 1890
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Page 247 - My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
Page 324 - She riseth also while it is yet night and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.
Page 286 - LET the day perish wherein I was born, and the night in which it was said, " There is a man child conceived.
Page 329 - Being filled with all unrighteousness, fornication, wickedness; covetousness, maliciousness; full of envy, murder, debate, deceit, malignity, whisperers, Backbiters, haters of God, despiteful, proud, boasters, inventors of evil things, disobedient to parents, Without understanding, covenant breakers, without natural affection, implacable, unmerciful...
Page 229 - said Ellen, sighing to herself, ' Why do not words, and kiss, and solemn pledge, ' And nature that is kind in woman's breast, ' And reason that in man is wise and good, ' And fear of Him who is a righteous judge ; ' Why do not these prevail for human life, ' To keep two hearts together that began ' Their spring-time with one love, and that have need * Of mutual pity and forgiveness, sweet ' To grant, or be received, while that poor bird...
Page 248 - He putteth forth his hand upon the rock ; he overturneth the mountains by the roots. He cutteth out rivers among the rocks ; and his eye seeth every precious thing. He bindeth the floods from overflowing; and the thing that is hid bringeth he forth to light.
Page 169 - Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: Thou shalt not lack The flower, that's like thy face, pale primrose; nor The azur'd hare-bell, like thy veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Page 226 - Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade; Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade; Where'er you tread, the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.
Page 275 - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
Page 246 - WHEN Israel went out of Egypt, the house of Jacob from a people of strange language; Judah was his sanctuary, and Israel his dominion. The sea saw it, and fled: Jordan was driven back. The mountains skipped like rams, and the little hills like lambs.

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