SOUL
From the looks—not the lips, is the soul reflected.
The soul of man is larger than the sky,
Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark
Of the unfathomed centre.
Hartley Coleridge—Poems. To Shakespeare.
My father was an eminent button-maker at
Birmingham, . . . but I had a soul above
buttons.
George Colman the Younger—Sylvester Daggerwood. Act I. 1. Also in Marryat's Peter
Simple.
A happy soul, that all the way
To heaven hath a summer's day.
Richard Crashaw—In Praise ofLessius' Ride
of Health. L. 33.
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| text = A fiery soul, which, working out its way,
Fretted the pygmy-body to decay,
And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay.
Dryden—Absalom and Achitophel. Pt. I. L.
156.
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Dryden—Epistle to John Dryden.
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| text = <poem>I have a soul that, like an ample shield,
Can take in all, and verge enough for more.
Dryden—Sebastian. Act I. Sc. 1.
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| text = The one thing in the world, of value, is the
active soul.
Emerson—American Scholar.
Gravity is the ballast of the soul, which keeps
the mind steady.
Fuller—Holy and Profane States. Gravity.
He was one of a lean body and visage, as if his
eager soul, biting for anger at the clog of his body,
desired to fret a passage through it.
Fuller—Life of the Duke of Aha.
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Animula, vagula, blandula
Hospes comesque corporis!
Quae nunc abibis in loca,
Pallidula, frigida nudula
Nee ut soles dabis joca?
O fleeting soul of mine, my body's friend
and guest, whither goest thou, pale, fearful,
and pensive one? Why laugh not as of old?
Hadrian—Ad Animam, according to .^Elius
Sparttanus. See Pope's paraphrase, A
Dying Christian to His Soul.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Henley—Echoes. IV. To R. J. H. B.
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Tennyson, Watts, Wotton, also
Horace under {{sc|Freedom)
SOUL
Salute thyself; see what thy soul doth wear.
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| work = Church Porch.
Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting
sea!
Holmes—The Chambered Nautilus. St. 5.
And rest at last where souls unbodied dwell,
In ever-flowing meads of Asphodel.
Homer—Odyssey. Bk. XXIV. L. 19
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The production of souls is the secret of unfathomable depth.
Victor Hugo—Shakespeare. Bk. V. Ch. I.
The limbs will quiver and move after the soul
is gone.
| author = Samuel Johnson
| work = See Northcote's Johnsoniana. 487.
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily course of duty run.
Bishop Ken—Evening Hymn. Taken from
Salvator Mundi, Domine. In Hymni Eedesvx.
Arise, O Soul, and gird thee up anew,
Though the black camel Death kneel at thy
No beggar thou that thou for alms shouldst sue:
Be the proud captain still of thine own fate.
James Benjamin Kenyon.
| seealso = (See also Henley, also Abd-el-Kader under Death)
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| text = <poem>Ah, the souls of those that die
Are but sunbeams lifted higher.
| author = Longfellow
| work = Christus. The Golden Legend.
Pt. rV. The Cloisters.
Ignoratur enim, quae sit natura animai;
Nata sit, an contra nascentibus insinuetur;
Et simul intereat nobiscum, morte diremta,
An tenebras Orci visat, vastasque lacunas:
An pecudes alias divinitus insinuet se.
For it is unknown what is the real nature of the soul, whether it be born with the bodily
frame or be infused at the moment of birth,
whether it perishes along with us, when death
separates the soul and body, or whether it
visits the shades of Pluto and bottomless pits,
or enters by divine appointment into other
animals..
Lucretius—De Rerum Natura. I. 113.
Soul, thou hast much goods laid up for many
years; take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry
Luke. XII. 19. Ecclesiastes, VIII. 15.
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Luke. XXI. 19.
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