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The Journal of speculative philosophy: Ed. by Wm. T. Harris ..., Volume 19
Visualização completa - 1885
The Journal of speculative philosophy: Ed. by Wm. T. Harris ..., Volume 14
Visualização completa - 1880
The Journal of speculative philosophy: Ed. by Wm. T. Harris ..., Volume 16
Visualização completa - 1882
absolute abstract according action activity Agamemnon antithe Aphrodite appears become body brain called cause cognition color conceived conception condition connection consciousness considered contemplation Critique of Judgment Descartes determined divine essay essence ethical evil existence experience external fact faculties feeling final end finite freedom given Greeks Hegel Helen Hence human idea individual inductive reasoning infinite infinite series intellect John Stuart Mill Kant knowledge limited logical manifestation matter means mind mode monistic theism moral law motion nature necessity object origin over-soul perception philosophy philosophy of religion possible present principle pure question reality realized reason reflective judgment regard relation religion result rience Rowland G sciousness self-activity sensations sense soul space sphere spirit theory things thought tion Trojans true truth unity universal vidual visible volition whole word Zeus
Página 251 - Such grace hath crowned thy prayer, Laodamia! that at Jove's command Thy Husband walks the paths of upper air: He comes to tarry with thee three hours' space; Accept the gift, behold him face to face!
Página 196 - Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.
Página 388 - I'll not shed her blood, Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow, And smooth as monumental alabaster. Yet she must die, else she'll betray more men. Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.
Página 370 - For example, does it not require some pains and skill to form the general idea of a triangle ? (which is yet none of the most abstract, comprehensive, and difficult;) for it must be neither oblique nor rectangle, neither equilateral, equicrural, nor scalenon, but all and none of these at once. In effect, it is something imperfect that cannot exist, an idea wherein some parts of several different and inconsistent ideas are put together.
Página 202 - The lords of life, the lords of life I saw them pass, In their own guise, Like and unlike, Portly and grim, Use and Surprise, Surface and Dream, Succession swift, and spectral Wrong, Temperament without a tongue, And the inventor of the game Omnipresent without name ; Some to see, some to be guessed, They marched from east to west: Little man, least of all, Among the legs of his guardians tall, Walked about with puzzled look: Him by the hand dear Nature took ; Dearest Nature, strong and kind, Whispered,...
Página 144 - I have known a man of vigorous intellect, who had enjoyed few advantages of early education, and whose mind was almost engrossed by the details of an extensive business, but who composed a book of much original thought, in steamboats and on horseback, while visiting distant customers.
Página 380 - In any triangle, the sum of the three angles is equal to two right angles, or 180°.
Página 201 - EXPERIENCE The lords of life, the lords of life I saw them pass, In their own guise, Like and unlike, Portly and grim, Use and Surprise, Surface and Dream, Succession swift, and spectral Wrong, Temperament without a tongue, And the inventor of the game Omnipresent without name ; Some to see, some to be guessed, They marched from east to west: Little man, least of all, Among the legs of his guardians tall, Walked about with puzzled look: Him by the hand dear Nature...
Página 441 - Child 1 of a day, thou knowest not The tears that overflow thine urn, The gushing eyes that read thy lot, Nor, if thou knewest, couldst return ! And why the wish ! the pure and blest Watch like thy mother o'er thy sleep. O peaceful night ! O envied rest ! Thou wilt not ever see her weep.