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Strona 5
... reason's self , they have their origin in love . Affection for my own children has enabled me to sound the depths of gratitude . Gazing on them at their prayers , in their sleep , I have had revelations of the nature of peace , and ...
... reason's self , they have their origin in love . Affection for my own children has enabled me to sound the depths of gratitude . Gazing on them at their prayers , in their sleep , I have had revelations of the nature of peace , and ...
Strona 6
... reason . On looking on a tree with any emotion of grandeur or beauty , one always has a dim notion of its endurance -- its growth and its decay . The place about it is felt to belong to it - or rather they mutually belong to each other ...
... reason . On looking on a tree with any emotion of grandeur or beauty , one always has a dim notion of its endurance -- its growth and its decay . The place about it is felt to belong to it - or rather they mutually belong to each other ...
Strona 16
... reason , had all been made recipient by divining dreams , which , when genius dreams , are in verity processes , often long , dark , and intricate of thought , terminating finally in the open air and on the celestial soil of eternal ...
... reason , had all been made recipient by divining dreams , which , when genius dreams , are in verity processes , often long , dark , and intricate of thought , terminating finally in the open air and on the celestial soil of eternal ...
Strona 24
... reason is , that this expansive intellectual action is then stopped - stagnated in mere present pleasure . Such pleasure might appear , to our first re- flection upon it , to be wholly of sense , even though , in metaphysical exactness ...
... reason is , that this expansive intellectual action is then stopped - stagnated in mere present pleasure . Such pleasure might appear , to our first re- flection upon it , to be wholly of sense , even though , in metaphysical exactness ...
Strona 37
... reason for doubting his sincerity than his talents . These are unquestionable ; and though I dissent entirely from some opinions advanced in his book , I will not suffer any outery raised against it , either by people of power or ...
... reason for doubting his sincerity than his talents . These are unquestionable ; and though I dissent entirely from some opinions advanced in his book , I will not suffer any outery raised against it , either by people of power or ...
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