ما يقوله الناس - كتابة مراجعة
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الصفحة 171 - For if I should (said He) Bestow this jewel also on My creature, He would adore My gifts instead of Me, And rest in nature, not the God of nature : So both should losers be. Yet let him keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessness : Let him be rich and weary, that at least, If goodness lead him not, yet weariness May toss him to My breast.
الصفحة 35 - I GOT me flowers to strew thy way ; I got me boughs off many a tree : But thou wast up by break of day, And brought'st thy sweets along with thee. The Sun arising in the East, Though he give light, and th' East perfume ; If they should offer to contest With thy arising, they presume.
الصفحة 171 - So strength first made a way, Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure. When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all His treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
الصفحة 198 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things thee to see ; And, what I do in any thing, To do it as for thee...
الصفحة 186 - AARON. HOLINESS on the head, Light and perfections on the breast, Harmonious bells below, raising the dead To lead them unto life and rest. Thus are true Aarons drest.
الصفحة 1 - THOU, whose sweet youth and early hopes enhance Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, Hearken unto a Verser, who may chance Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : A verse may find him, who a Sermon flies, And turn delight into a Sacrifice.
الصفحة 177 - And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing: O my only light, It cannot be That I am he, On whom thy tempests fell all night.
الصفحة 8 - Thus, in one book, a view of the Growth and Changes of the English Language, as seen in its Highest Developments, is possible. Not less than a Thousand Volumes have been examined in order to form a selection worthy to receive respect and regard from all Lovers of the Divine Art of Poesy.