The Love Letters of Abelard and HeloiseJ. M. Dent and Company, 1908 - 132 pages |
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... possible . PROCEDURE FOR ANALYSIS We overlaid a recreation map on a forest land map to determine how much of the recreation area fell on productive forest land and on unproductive forest land . Avoiding double counting overlapping areas ...
... possible . PROCEDURE FOR ANALYSIS We overlaid a recreation map on a forest land map to determine how much of the recreation area fell on productive forest land and on unproductive forest land . Avoiding double counting overlapping areas ...
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... POSSIBLE LARGE - SCALE USES The possible large - scale uses developed by this survey are summarized in Table 4. The breakdown is by isotope only . Requirements from several agencies and industries and for many programs are given in this ...
... POSSIBLE LARGE - SCALE USES The possible large - scale uses developed by this survey are summarized in Table 4. The breakdown is by isotope only . Requirements from several agencies and industries and for many programs are given in this ...
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... possible sources of nitrate . An understanding of the water quality and possible sources of nitrate in the Cimarron terrace aquifer will help water - resources managers and local residents better protect the water resources of the ...
... possible sources of nitrate . An understanding of the water quality and possible sources of nitrate in the Cimarron terrace aquifer will help water - resources managers and local residents better protect the water resources of the ...
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... possible” reshaped central problems of Renaissance thought, including relations between words and things, between form and matter, even between self and world. Possible Knowledge approaches the “possible” not as a singular keyword but ...
... possible” reshaped central problems of Renaissance thought, including relations between words and things, between form and matter, even between self and world. Possible Knowledge approaches the “possible” not as a singular keyword but ...
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... possible , don't you ? Is anything possible in poetry , too ? " " Absolutely it is , " said Miss Liliana . " And a good way to begin an anything- is - possible poem is by thinking meta- phorically . Who knows what metaphorically means ...
... possible , don't you ? Is anything possible in poetry , too ? " " Absolutely it is , " said Miss Liliana . " And a good way to begin an anything- is - possible poem is by thinking meta- phorically . Who knows what metaphorically means ...
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Abbot of Cluni Abelard and Heloise affliction altar Argenteuil Aristotle beauty Brittany buried myself alive Champeaux charms cloister Cluni comfort confess conquer Council of Sens Council of Soissons crime cruel dear Abelard death delight desire divine duty Eloisa endeavour enemies envy esteem ev'ry eyes father fear flatter forget Fulbert give glory grace grief guilty happy hear heart Heaven Heloise Heloise and Abelard holy honour husband imagination innocent joys learning letters live Lord lover marriage master memory mind miserable misfortunes mistress never occasion ourselves pain Paraclete passion penitence persuaded Peter Abelard Philintus piety pity pleasure prayers punishment reason religion renounce repentance reproach retirement revenge saints salvation sensible shame sighs silence sincere sister sorrows soul suffer tears tell temptations tender Tertullian thee thou thought tion torments trembling trouble unhappy Villenave virtue vows weakness weep woman wretched write
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Page 123 - And yet there are not three eternals, but one eternal. As also there are not three incomprehensibles, nor three uncreated ; but one uncreated, and one incomprehensible. •So likewise the Father is Almighty, the Son Almighty, and the Holy Ghost Almighty. And yet they are not three Almighties, but one Almighty.
Page 105 - And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence ? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love ? Unequal task ! a passion to resign, For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine ! Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state, How often must it love, how often hate How often hope, despair, resent, regret, Conceal, disdain, — do all things but forget ! But let Heaven seize it, all at once 'tis fir'd: Not touch'd, but rapt ; not waken'd, but inspir'd ! Oh.
Page 131 - Renouncement,' though the likeness is accidental : — 1 1 must not think of thee ; and, tired, yet strong, I shun the thought that lurks in all delight— The thought of thee — and in the blue heaven's height, And in the sweetest passage of a song. Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that throng This breast, the thought of thee waits, hidden, yet bright ; But it must never, never, come in sight ; I must stop short of thee the whole day long. But when sleep comes to close...
Page 104 - In these lone walls (their days eternal bound) These moss-grown domes with spiry turrets crown'd, Where awful arches make a noon-day night, And the dim windows shed a solemn light; Thy eyes diffus'da reconciling ray, 145 And gleams of glory brighten'd all the day.
Page 101 - And truths divine came mended from that tongue. From lips like those what precept fail'd to move ? Too soon they taught me 'twas no sin to love : Back thro' the paths of pleasing sense I ran, Nor wish'd an Angel whom I lov'da Man.
Page 100 - Nor prayers nor fasts its stubborn pulse restrain, Nor tears, for ages taught to flow in vain. Soon as thy letters trembling I unclose, That well-known name awakens all my woes.
Page 105 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 108 - To light the dead, and warm th' unfruitful urn. What scenes appear where'er I turn my view ? The dear Ideas, where I fly, pursue, Rise in the grove, before the altar rise, Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes. I waste the Matin lamp in sighs for thee, Thy image steals between my God and me, Thy voice I seem in ev'ry hymn...
Page 103 - Still on that breast enamour'd let me lie, Still drink delicious poison from thy eye, Pant on thy lip, and to thy heart be prest; Give all thou canst - and let me dream the rest.
Page 103 - Not on the cross my eyes were fix'd, but you : Not grace, or zeal, love only was my call, And if I lose thy love, I lose my all. Come ! with thy looks, thy words, relieve my woe ; Those still at least are left thee to bestow.