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... few months hence my multiplied affection will make me believe I have not loved him at all ; when I am from him , I am dead till I be with him ; when I am with him , I am not fatisfied , but would ftill be nearer him : uni- ted fouls are ...
... few months hence my multiplied affection will make me believe I have not loved him at all ; when I am from him , I am dead till I be with him ; when I am with him , I am not fatisfied , but would ftill be nearer him : uni- ted fouls are ...
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Page 224 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 220 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
Page 220 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great; With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act or rest...
Page 34 - Now nature is not at variance with art nor art with nature, they being both the servants of his providence ; art is the perfection of nature ; were the world now as it was the sixth day, there were yet a chaos ; nature hath made one world and art another. In brief, all things are artificial, for nature is the art of God.
Page 151 - I feel not in myself those common antipathies that I can discover in others: those national repugnances do not touch me, nor do I behold with prejudice the French, Italian, Spaniard, or Dutch...
Page 197 - There is surely a nearer apprehension of any thing that delights us in our dreams than in our waked senses. Without this I were unhappy ; for my awaked judgment discontents me, ever whispering unto me that I am from my friend ; but my friendly dreams in the night requite me, and make me think I am within his arms. I thank God for my happy dreams, as I do for my good rest...
Page 175 - Now, if we can bring our affections to look beyond the body and cast an eye upon the soul, we have found out the true object not only of friendship but charity ; and the greatest happiness that we can bequeath the soul is that wherein we all do place...
Page 186 - I could be content that we might procreate like trees, without conjunction, or that there were any way to perpetuate the world without this trivial and vulgar way of coition...
Page 201 - The night is come, like to the day ; Depart not thou, great God, away. Let not my sins, black as the night, Eclipse the lustre of thy light. Keep still in my horizon ; for to me The sun makes not the day, but thee. Thou whose nature cannot sleep, On my temples sentry keep ; Guard me 'gainst those watchful foes, Whose eyes are open while mine close.
Page 174 - I love my friend before myself, and yet methinks I do not love him enough: some few months hence my multiplied affection will make me believe I have not loved him at all. When I am from him, I am dead till I be with him; when I am with him, I am not satisfied, but would still be nearer him.