Euthanasy: Or, Happy Talk Towards the End of LifeCrosby, Nichols, and Company, 1852 - 511ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... fear ; but I made an Ode to the Poor - house , and then I was not afraid of poverty any more . MARHAM . What do you mean ? AUBIN . And I was the better man , besides . I mean , that I made up my mind to die in rags and want , and then I ...
... fear ; but I made an Ode to the Poor - house , and then I was not afraid of poverty any more . MARHAM . What do you mean ? AUBIN . And I was the better man , besides . I mean , that I made up my mind to die in rags and want , and then I ...
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... fears ; and others , I think , like to know it , be- cause they are uneasy at any thing that is uncer- tain ; and others like to know it for other reasons , perhaps . AUBIN . Perhaps so . But I would rather think that all these reasons ...
... fears ; and others , I think , like to know it , be- cause they are uneasy at any thing that is uncer- tain ; and others like to know it for other reasons , perhaps . AUBIN . Perhaps so . But I would rather think that all these reasons ...
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... fear of death . For if you are afraid of fearing death , you will fear it . MARHAM . And after all , perhaps , death was not meant to be altogether pleasant to us . AUBIN . No ; a skeleton is a skeleton . And a death's head is a death's ...
... fear of death . For if you are afraid of fearing death , you will fear it . MARHAM . And after all , perhaps , death was not meant to be altogether pleasant to us . AUBIN . No ; a skeleton is a skeleton . And a death's head is a death's ...
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... of being afraid at the last ; but none of them were . Of the fear of death we must not make a trouble , nor must we try to reason ourselves out of it ; for it will grow stronger so . There is no arguing with 38 EUTHANASY .
... of being afraid at the last ; but none of them were . Of the fear of death we must not make a trouble , nor must we try to reason ourselves out of it ; for it will grow stronger so . There is no arguing with 38 EUTHANASY .
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... fears we must pray , and so bring the light and the power of God over our souls . Yes , uncle . AUBIN . MARHAM . Prayer ... fear death , then ; though hardly a man , to be franticly persuaded , with Mahomet , that paradise is under the ...
... fears we must pray , and so bring the light and the power of God over our souls . Yes , uncle . AUBIN . MARHAM . Prayer ... fear death , then ; though hardly a man , to be franticly persuaded , with Mahomet , that paradise is under the ...
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400 ÆäÀÌÁö - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
325 ÆäÀÌÁö - Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith?
189 ÆäÀÌÁö - Mute thou remainest — Mute ! yet I can read A wondrous lesson in thy silent face : Knowledge enormous makes a God of me. Names, deeds, gray legends, dire events, rebellions, Majesties, sovran voices, agonies, Creations and destroyings, all at once Pour into the wide hollows of my brain, And deify me, as if some blithe wine Or bright elixir peerless I had drunk, 119 And so become immortal.
287 ÆäÀÌÁö - And being but one, she can do all things: and remaining in herself, she maketh all things new: and in all ages entering into holy souls, she maketh them friends of God, and prophets.
157 ÆäÀÌÁö - And he that shuts Love out, in turn shall be Shut out from Love, and on her threshold lie Howling in outer darkness. Not for this Was common clay ta'en from the common earth, Moulded by God, and temper'd with the tears Of angels to the perfect shape of man.
401 ÆäÀÌÁö - AY. thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath ! . When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf, And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death. Wind of the sunny south ! oh, still delay In the gay woods and in the golden air, Like to a good old age released from care, Journeying, in long serenity, away.
313 ÆäÀÌÁö - For us the winds do blow, The earth doth rest, heaven move, and fountains flow. Nothing we see but means our good, As our delight, or as our treasure ; The whole is either our cupboard of food, Or cabinet of pleasure.
114 ÆäÀÌÁö - MYSTERIOUS Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue. Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came, And lo! creation widened in man's view.
26 ÆäÀÌÁö - We have short time to stay as you; We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
42 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die; And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed.