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Side 139
... Jesus . According to the evangelists , the high priests were rejoiced to see him . Andreyev's high priest Annas for a long time refuses to give his decision , distrusting Judas and fearing bloodshed and riot as the result of a seizure ...
... Jesus . According to the evangelists , the high priests were rejoiced to see him . Andreyev's high priest Annas for a long time refuses to give his decision , distrusting Judas and fearing bloodshed and riot as the result of a seizure ...
Side 140
... Jesus , Judas visits the high priest . It is not a momentary temptation , an impulsive deed , as Renan urges ... Jesus ? Thirty pieces of silver ? " screamed Judas with a voice of maddened amazement . " For Jesus of Nazareth ? " He ...
... Jesus , Judas visits the high priest . It is not a momentary temptation , an impulsive deed , as Renan urges ... Jesus ? Thirty pieces of silver ? " screamed Judas with a voice of maddened amazement . " For Jesus of Nazareth ? " He ...
Side 141
... Jesus . Wearied , emaciated , worn out with the ceaseless war on the Pharisees , who surrounded him each day in the ... Jesus , penetrated into the fathomless depth of His feelings , and the moments of sorrow , the heavy minutes of ...
... Jesus . Wearied , emaciated , worn out with the ceaseless war on the Pharisees , who surrounded him each day in the ... Jesus , penetrated into the fathomless depth of His feelings , and the moments of sorrow , the heavy minutes of ...
Side 142
... Jesus , and the general confusion are vividly portrayed . Then follows the description of the taking of Jesus . The disciples are aroused from their stupor by the appearance of soldiers led by Judas . The Iscariot's glance detected the ...
... Jesus , and the general confusion are vividly portrayed . Then follows the description of the taking of Jesus . The disciples are aroused from their stupor by the appearance of soldiers led by Judas . The Iscariot's glance detected the ...
Side 143
... Jesus . His soul transformed into a myriad chords , each of which clamored and sobbed , he rushed to Jesus and ten- derly kissed his wind - chilled cheek , so softly , so tenderly , with such anguished love and yearning that were Jesus ...
... Jesus . His soul transformed into a myriad chords , each of which clamored and sobbed , he rushed to Jesus and ten- derly kissed his wind - chilled cheek , so softly , so tenderly , with such anguished love and yearning that were Jesus ...
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Side 196 - O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw and resolve itself into a dew ! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter...
Side 200 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..
Side 82 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Side 83 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Side 278 - He giveth snow like wool : He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth his ice like morsels : Who can stand before his cold? He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Side 190 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Side 71 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Side 312 - I truly confess it is beyond the ken of my understanding to conceive how those women should have any true grace or valuable virtue, that have so little wit, as to disfigure themselves with such exotic garbs, as not only dismantles their native lovely lustre, but transclouts them into gant bar-geese...
Side 402 - Force should be right ; or rather, right and wrong (Between whose endless jar justice resides) Should lose their names, and so should Justice too. Then everything includes itself in power, Power into will, will into appetite ; And appetite, an universal wolf, So doubly seconded with will and power, Must make perforce an universal prey, And last, eat up himself.
Side 195 - Methought I heard a voice cry 'Sleep no more! Macbeth doth murder sleep' . . . The innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast.