Leaves of the Greater Bible: Being an Anthology of Reprints and Paraphrases from Ethnic Scriptures and Kindred LiteratureWilliam Norman Guthrie |
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Common terms and phrases
Abraham Lincoln afar Ancient of Days ask of Thee Atius Aton beauty behold Blessèd breath Buddhist Chakáa Christ clouds cry unto thee death deeds divine doth dream dwell dwelleth earth Eternal Light Exercise unto eyes faith Father fellowship GEORGE MEREDITH gifts of praise glory hath hearken Hearken ye heart upcaught heaven heavenly high blessing holy thought HOMERIC HYMN Hymn Ikhnaton know the truth land Leaves of Grass Let us pray live mighty mind and heart mysterious nigh night Nirvana paraphrase Passage to India peace perfect beatitude prayer proffer our gifts rapture of holy religion ritual seven conditions shining sing sittest Sobeit song soul speak spirit stars steadfast sweet Thee in thy thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thyself Tirawa Unto the fourth upcaught In rapture verily Wakonda waters whatso Wherefore White Rock winds wisdom words worship Zeus
Popular passages
Page 49 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Page 99 - Yet, if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear, If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground...
Page 97 - Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view.
Page 59 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly- earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Page 49 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command...
Page 50 - Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free: Although a subtler Sphinx renew Riddles of death Thebes never knew. Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give.
Page 53 - His mind was great and powerful without being of the very first order; his penetration strong, though not so acute as that of a Newton, Bacon, or Locke; and as far as he saw, no judgment was ever sounder. It was slow in operation, being little aided by invention or imagination, but sure in conclusion.
Page 73 - I now make it my earnest prayer that God would have you and the State over which you preside in his holy protection ; that he would incline the hearts of the citizens to cultivate a spirit of subordination and obedience to government ; to entertain a brotherly affection and love for one another, for their fellow citizens of the United States at large...
Page 54 - His heart was not warm in its affections; but he exactly calculated every man's value, and gave him a solid esteem proportioned to it. His person, you know, was fine, his stature exactly what one would wish, his deportment easy, erect, and noble; the best horseman of his age, and the most graceful figure that could be seen on horseback.
Page 95 - UP with me ! up with me into the clouds ! For thy song, Lark, is strong; Up with me, up with me into the clouds ! Singing, singing, With clouds and sky about thee ringing, Lift me, guide me till I find That spot which seems so to thy mind...