The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri, Zväzok 1G. Routledge, 1867 - 760 strán (strany) |
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... whence envy first did let her loose . Therefore I think and judge in for thy best Thou follow me , and I will be thy guide , And lead thee hence through the eternal place , Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations , Shalt see ...
... whence envy first did let her loose . Therefore I think and judge in for thy best Thou follow me , and I will be thy guide , And lead thee hence through the eternal place , Where thou shalt hear the desperate lamentations , Shalt see ...
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... The which and what , wishing to speak the truth , Were stablished as the holy place , wherein Sits the successor of the greatest Peter . IC 15 20 Upon this journey , whence thou givest him vaunt , THE DIVINE COMEDY .
... The which and what , wishing to speak the truth , Were stablished as the holy place , wherein Sits the successor of the greatest Peter . IC 15 20 Upon this journey , whence thou givest him vaunt , THE DIVINE COMEDY .
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... eternal last . All hope abandon , ye who enter in ! " These words in sombre colour I beheld Written upon the summit of a gate ; S 10 Whence I : " Their sense is , Master , hard to me ! " And he to me , as one experienced : " INFERNO , III .
... eternal last . All hope abandon , ye who enter in ! " These words in sombre colour I beheld Written upon the summit of a gate ; S 10 Whence I : " Their sense is , Master , hard to me ! " And he to me , as one experienced : " INFERNO , III .
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... whence I was comforted , He led me in among the secret things . There sighs , complaints , and ululations loud Resounded through the air without a star , Whence I , at the beginning , wept thereat . Languages diverse , horrible dialects ...
... whence I was comforted , He led me in among the secret things . There sighs , complaints , and ululations loud Resounded through the air without a star , Whence I , at the beginning , wept thereat . Languages diverse , horrible dialects ...
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... Whence forward I intent unbar mine eyes . And the good Master said : " Even now , my Son , The city draweth near whose name is Dis , With the grave citizens , with the great throng . " And I " Its mosques aiready , Master , clearly ...
... Whence forward I intent unbar mine eyes . And the good Master said : " Even now , my Son , The city draweth near whose name is Dis , With the grave citizens , with the great throng . " And I " Its mosques aiready , Master , clearly ...
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Strana 710 - Isaac; (for the children being not yet born, neither having done any good or evil, that the purpose of God according to election might stand, not of works, but of him that calleth;) it was said unto her, The elder shall serve the younger. As it is written, Jacob have I loved, but Esau have I hated.
Strana 408 - And when they saw him they were amazed : and his mother said unto him son, why hast thou thus dealt with us? Behold, thy father and I have sought thee sorrowing.
Strana 195 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head up-lift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Strana 445 - And I turned to see the voice that spake with me. And being turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks ; and in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle.
Strana 621 - Imports not, if thou reckon right; the rest From Man or Angel the great Architect Did wisely to conceal, and not divulge His secrets, to be scanned by them who ought Rather admire. Or, if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes — perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide...
Strana 454 - ... cloud overshadowed them ; and behold, a voice out of the cloud, which said ; This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased ; hear ye him. And when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were sore afraid. And Jesus came and touched them, and said,* Arise, and be not afraid. And when they had lifted up their eyes, they saw no man, save Jesus only.
Strana 409 - And they stoned Stephen, calling upon God, and saying, Lord Jesus, receive my spirit. And he kneeled down, and cried with a loud voice, Lord, lay not this sin to their charge.
Strana 185 - He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Strana 176 - Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me, That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads, you and I are old ; Old age hath yet his...
Strana 196 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-foundered skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...