Concord Lectures on Philosophy, Comprising Outlines of All the Lectures at the Concord Summer School of Philosophy in 1882: With an Historical SketchMoses King, publisher, 1883 - 168 pages |
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absolute action activity affirms ALCOTT Aristotle beauty Bhagavad Gita cause Christian color Concord consciousness Dæmon Deity divine doctrine effort Emerson ence eternal existence experience expression F. B. SANBORN fact faculty feeling Fichte finite freedom German Gnosticism Greek HARRIS HARRISON G. O. BLAKE hence human idea ideal immortality individual infinite insight intelligence JAMES MCCOSH JONES JULIA WARD Kant knowl laws laws of thought lecture limit living logical material matter ment metaphysical mind moral nature motion Neo-Platonism not-me object oracles Over-Soul pantheism perception personality philos philosophy physical Plato Plotinus poem poet poetry principle Proclus psychology pure reality reason relation religion revealed SANBORN Schelling Schelling's science of knowledge scientific sciousness sense soul sphere spirit supreme things thou thought tical tion Transcendental Idealism true truth uncon unity universe whole wisdom words Zoroaster
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Page 97 - FLOWER in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower — but if I could understand What you are, root and all, and all in all, I should know what God and man is.
Page 66 - 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.
Page 145 - But the natural man receiveth not the things of the spirit of God ; for they are foolishness unto him; neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.
Page 54 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Page 26 - There is the moral of all human tales ; « 'Tis but the same rehearsal of the past, First Freedom, and then Glory — when that fails, Wealth, vice, corruption, — barbarism at last And History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page...
Page 81 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 145 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Page 68 - Ilic 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 w ithout name; — Some to see, some to be guessed.
Page 67 - When I converse with a profound mind, or if at any time being alone I have good thoughts, I do not at once arrive at satisfactions, as when, being thirsty, I drink water; or go to the fire, being cold; no! but I am at first apprised of my vicinity to a new and excellent region of life. By persisting to read or to think...
Page 19 - His was the task and his the lordly gift Our eyes, our hearts, bent earthward, to uplift; He found us chained in Plato's fabled cave, Our faces long averted from the blaze Of Heaven's broad light, and idly turned to gaze On shadows, flitting ceaseless as the wave That dashes ever idly on some isle enchanted; By shadows haunted We sat,— amused in youth, in manhood daunted, In vacant age forlorn,— then slipped within the grave, The same dull chain still clasped around our shroud; These captives,...