Problems in human nature, by the author of 'Morning clouds'.Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts & Green, 1863 - 160 sider |
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Side 7
... make a stronger impression than with unvarnished truth we can . Quite unconsciously , the heightening colour is added . Sometimes this seems almost necessary , if we want to give another person THE SOURCE OF VANITY . 7.
... make a stronger impression than with unvarnished truth we can . Quite unconsciously , the heightening colour is added . Sometimes this seems almost necessary , if we want to give another person THE SOURCE OF VANITY . 7.
Side 8
... sometimes , again , we are urged by sudden nervousness to justify by slight exaggeration the mention of matters that first show their insignificance when put into words . Like the child's story , these little exaggerations may for a ...
... sometimes , again , we are urged by sudden nervousness to justify by slight exaggeration the mention of matters that first show their insignificance when put into words . Like the child's story , these little exaggerations may for a ...
Side 26
... sometimes dwell with pleasure on a time of positive and even acute pain . I think this is only accountable on the supposition that we like to be impressed strongly , even in retrospect and by our own sufferings ; for no doubt at the ...
... sometimes dwell with pleasure on a time of positive and even acute pain . I think this is only accountable on the supposition that we like to be impressed strongly , even in retrospect and by our own sufferings ; for no doubt at the ...
Side 29
... sometimes deceived by their fair show , we leave off building the eternal structure of righteousness , which their slightness and frailty will serve for awhile to represent ; but let the mercy and wisdom of the Creator be trusted , who ...
... sometimes deceived by their fair show , we leave off building the eternal structure of righteousness , which their slightness and frailty will serve for awhile to represent ; but let the mercy and wisdom of the Creator be trusted , who ...
Side 45
... selfish motive . One is sometimes tempted to think that any feeling natural to man can neither be destroyed , nor long entirely dormant : if habitually disappointed of its original object ON THE DECLINE OF SENTIMENT . 45.
... selfish motive . One is sometimes tempted to think that any feeling natural to man can neither be destroyed , nor long entirely dormant : if habitually disappointed of its original object ON THE DECLINE OF SENTIMENT . 45.
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action admiration appear attention bastinado beautiful become believe better blessed bring cause cerned charity Christ Christian cold command common companions conscience creature declension delight desire devout divine doubt duty earthly emotion English hearts epic epic poetry eternal evil excitement experience expression faith fear feeling folly give God's habit happiness holy hope human nature hungry hearts ideas imagination impression inclination indifference influence instinct intellect interests invisible helper kind kiss the lips less live look man's marks strong martial music means mercy seat mind misery modern motive muscular Christians neighbours never objects obscure observation opiate ourselves pain passion person piety pity pleasure profes profession proof reason regard religion seems seldom sense sentiment social sorrow soul speak spirit strong suffer superstition suppose surely sympathy take effect taste tendency things thought torpor transitory true truth uncon unless vanity virtue wisdom wish words
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Side 132 - Thrice blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field when He Is most invisible.
Side 57 - All accidents, and to the very road Which they have fashioned would confine us down, Like engines ; when will their presumption learn, That in the unreasoning progress of the world A wiser spirit is at work for us, A better eye than theirs, most prodigal Of blessings, and most studious of our good, Even in what seem our most unfruitful hours...
Side 74 - For whosoever will save his life shall lose it ; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the Gospel's, the same shall save it.
Side 62 - Had proffered them before. To them was life a simple art Of duties to be done, A game where each man took his part, A race where all must run ; A battle whose great scheme and scope They little cared to know, Content as men-at-arms to cope Each with his fronting foe.
Side 1 - Most people dislike vanity in others, whatever share they have of it themselves; but I give it fair quarter wherever I meet with it, being persuaded that it is often productive of good to the possessor, and to others that are within his sphere of action; and therefore, in many cases, it would not be altogether absurd if a man were to thank God for his vanity among the other comforts of life.
Side 79 - To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven : A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal ; A time to break down, and a time to build up ; A time to weep, and a time to laugh ; A time to mourn, and a time to dance...
Side 74 - This made a strange seizure upon my spirit ; it brought light with it, and commanded a silence in my heart of all those tumultuous thoughts that before did use, like masterless hell-hounds, to roar and bellow, and make a hideous noise within me.
Side 93 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Or sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Side 143 - And he was afraid, and said, How dreadful is this place ! This is none other but the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven.
Side 132 - He hides Himself so wondrously, As though there were no God ; He is least seen when all the powers Of ill are most abroad. Or He deserts us at the hour The fight is all but lost ; And seems to leave us to ourselves Just when we need Him most. Yes, there is less to try our faith, In our mysterious creed, , Than in the godless look of earth, In these our hours of need. Ill masters good ; good seems to change To ill with greatest ease ; And, worst of all, the good with good Is at cross purposes.