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Página 89 - Rejoice we are allied To That which doth provide And not partake, effect and not receive! A spark disturbs our clod; Nearer we hold of God Who gives, than of His tribes that take, I must believe.
Página 90 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go ! Be our joys three-parts pain ! Strive, and hold cheap the strain ; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Página 202 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Página 315 - Here — here's his place, where meteors shoot, clouds form, Lightnings are loosened, Stars come and go ! let joy break with the storm — Peace let the dew send ! Lofty designs must close in like effects : Loftily lying, Leave him — still loftier than the world suspects, Living and dying.
Página 94 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Página 96 - So, take and use thy work: Amend what flaws may lurk, What strain o' the stuff, what warpings past the aim) My times be in thy hand! Perfect the cup as planned! Let age approve of youth, and death complete the same!
Página 201 - My plans That soar, to earth may fall, Let once my army-leader Lannes Waver at yonder wall," — Out 'twixt the battery-smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound.
Página 276 - You should have heard the Hamelin people Ringing the bells till they rocked the steeple. " Go," cried the Mayor, " and get long poles, Poke out the nests and block up the holes ! Consult with carpenters and builders, And leave in our town not even a trace Of the rats! " — when suddenly, up the face Of the Piper perked in the market-place, W>th a, " First, if you please, my thousand guilders !