The Psychology of Maeterlinck: As Shown in His Dramas

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R. G. Badger, 1914 - 257 sidor
 

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Sida 127 - And we, that now make merry in the Room They left, and Summer dresses in new bloom, Ourselves must we beneath the Couch of Earth Descend — ourselves to make a Couch — for whom?
Sida 136 - ... had I but served God as diligently as I have served the king, he would not have given me over in my gray hairs.
Sida 141 - Then of the Thee in Me who works behind The Veil, I lifted up my hands to find A lamp amid the Darkness; and I heard, As from Without — The Me within Thee blind!
Sida 96 - God gives us love. Something to love He lends us; but, when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
Sida 108 - The man Of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys. Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches ; and obedience, Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth, Makes slaves of men, and, of the human frame, A mechanized automaton.
Sida 53 - We are the voices of the wandering wind, Which moan for rest and rest can never find; Lo t as the wind is so is mortal life, A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.
Sida 51 - Each of us is in reality an abiding psychical entity far more extensive than he knows — an individuality which can never express itself completely through any corporeal manifestation. The Self manifests through the organism; but there is always some part of the Self unmanifested; and always, as it seems, some power of organic expression in abeyance or reserve.
Sida 72 - A SUBTLE chain of countless rings The next unto the farthest brings ; The eye reads omens where it goes, And speaks all languages the rose ; And, striving to be man, the worm Mounts through all the spires of form.
Sida 47 - A daring pilot in extremity; Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Sida 106 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have lived today: Be fair or foul or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed in spite of Fate are mine: Not Heaven itself upon the Past has power, But what has been has been, and I have had my hour.

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