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Brave men are a city's strongest tower of defence.
Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle-shed, Where a mother laid her baby In a manger for his bed. Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child.
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all.
Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar.
Beautiful city! so venerable, so lovely, so unravaged by the fierce intellectual life of our century, so serene!whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age Home of lost causes, and forsaken beliefs, and unpopular names, and impossible loyalties!
And that sweet City with her dreaming spires, She needs not June for beauty's heightening.
Every city has a sex and age which have nothing to do with demography.
So the people shouted when the priests blew with the trumpets: and it came to pass, when the people heard thesound of thetrumpet, and the peopleshouted with a great shout, that the wall fell down flat, so that the people went up into the city, every man straight before him, and they took the city. 90
There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the cityof God, theholy place of thetabernacles ofthemost High.God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.
Great is the L, and greatly to be praised in the city of our God, in the mountain of his holiness. Beautiful for situation, the joy of the whole earth, is mount Zion, on the sides of the north, the city of the great King.
Glorious things are spoken of thee,O city of God.
Except the L build the house, they labour in vain that build it: except the L keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain. It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
How doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people! how is she become as a widow! she that was great among the nations, and princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!
Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, whenye departoutofthat house orcity, shake off the dust of your feet.
I am a man which am a Jew of Tarsus, a city in Cilicia, a citizen of no mean city.
But now theydesirea bettercountry, that is, anheavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
Nisi Dominus aedificaverit domum, in vanum laboraverunt qui aedificant eam. Nisi Dominus custodierit civitatem, frustra vigilat qui custodit eam. Unless the Lord has built the house, its builders have laboured in vain.Unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman watches in vain.
They go to and fro in the evening: they grin like a dog, and run about through the city.
Rome's just a city like anywhere else. Avastly overrated city, I'd say. It trades on belief just as Stratford trades on Shakespeare.
Burn, with Athens and with Rome, A sacred city of the mind.
Underall theroofs ofthis distracted City isthenodus of a drama, not untragical, crowding towards solution.
New places you will not find, you will not find another sea The city will follow you.
Provided that the City of London remains, as it is at present, the clearing-house of the world, any other nation may be its workshop.
A big hard-boiled city with no more personality than a paper cup.
The city is old, out of step with the century, but age only seems to have quickened its elements Relics from the past continually pierce the present. Some dream of love survives the sandstone apartment houses.
If you would be known, and not know, vegetate in a village; if you would know, and not be known, live in a city.
God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.
The tall, impossibly tall, incomparably tall, city shoulderingly upwards into hard sunlight leaned a little through the octaves of its parallel edges, leaningly strode upwards into firm, hard, snowy sunlight; the noises of America nearingly throbbed with smokes and hurrying dots which are men and which are women and which are things new and curious and hard and strange and vibrant and immense, lifting with a great ondulous stride firmly into immortal sunlight
who knows if the moon's a balloon, coming out of a keen city in the skyfilled with pretty people?
Avery fine city; the four principal streets are the fairest for breadth, and the finest built that I have ever seen in one city together In a word,'tis the cleanest and beautifullest, and best built city in Britain, London excepted.
New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself. To thinkof 'living'there was to reduce the miraculous to the mundane; one does not 'live'at Xanadu.
All the ills of mankind spring from belonging to a race, a nation, a city, a group of some kind. The ideal would be to belong to none, and to care for allbut who is capable of that?
Forasmuch as there isgreat noise in the city caused by hustling over large balls, from which many evils may arise, which God forbid, we command and forbid on behalf of the King, on pain of imprisonment, such game to be used in the city in future.
Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn, A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many, I had not thought death had undone so many.
It was at Rome, on the fifteenth of October1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted friars were singing vespers in the temple of Jupiter, that the idea of writing the decline and fall of the City first started to my mind.
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts A graphical representation of data abstracted from the banks of every computer in the human system. Unthinkable complexity.Lines of light ranged inthenon- space of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. Like city lights, receding.
Glasgow, the sort of industrial city where most people live nowadays but nobody imagines living.
How is it possible to sayan unkind or irreverential word of Rome? The city of all time, and of all the world!
Paris is a beast of a city to be into those who cannot getoutof it.Rousseausaidwell, that allthetimehewasin it, he was only trying how he should leave it The continual panic inwhichthe passenger iskept, thealarm and the escape from it, the anger and the laughter at it, must haveaneffectonthe Parisian character, and tend to make it the whiffling, skittish, snappish, volatile, inconsequential, unmeaning thing it is.
Towery city and branchy between towers; Cuckoo-echoing, bell-swarme' d, lark-charme' d, rook- racked, river-rounded.
The automobile is the greatest catastrophe in the entire history of City architecture.
To promote a woman to bear rule, superiority, dominion, or empire above any realm, nation, or city, is repugnant to nature, contumely to God, a thing most contrarious to his revealed will and approved ordinance; and, finally, it isthe subversion of good order, of all equityand justice.
In every city there is a group of middle-aged and elderly women who in fact run it. The extent to which they are formally organised is no gauge of their real power. The way in which they respond to danger is that gauge; and from the frankness with which they express their intentions can be measured the extent of the danger.
I must be mad, or very tired, When the curve of a blue bay beyond a railroad track Is shrill and sweet to me like the sudden springing of a tune, And the sight of a white church above thin trees in a city square Amazes my eyes as though it were the Parthenon.
William James could almost hear the bronze Negroes breathe. Their monument sticks like a fishbone in the city's throat.
The Mountjoy began to move, and soon passed safe through the broken stakes and floating spars.But her brave master was no more. A shot from one of the batteries had struck him; and he died by the most enviable of all deaths, in sight of the city which was his birthplace, which was his home, and which had just been saved by his courage and self-devotion from the most frightful form of destruction.
Wildly o'er Desmond the war-wolf is howling, Fearless the eagle sweeps over the plain, The fox in the streets of the city is prowling All, all who would scare them are banished or slain!
De dois ff se compo e Esta cidade a meu ver: Um furtar, outro foder. Of two f's, as I see it, is this city composed: one fraud, the other fornication.
Clearly, then, the city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
How soon country people forget.When they fall in love with a city it is forever, and it is like forever There, in a city, they are not so much new as themselves: their stronger, riskier selves.
We've come full circle but the best remains the heart of the city, the greatest center of the greatest city, our Acropolis, where our Christmas tree is lighted.
One evening,Iwas walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjordthe sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red.I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. Ipainted this picture, paintedthe cloudsas actual blood. The colour shrieked. This becameThe Scream.
Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God!
For it is men that make a city, and not its walls, nor its ships empty of men.
Extreme freedom can't be expected to lead to anything but a change to extreme slavery, whether for a private individual or for a city.
City of perspiring dreams. 679
In the modern city, it takes on the status of a cathedral, our Chartres, our Notre Dame, our marble museum of the soul.
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders.
The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on.
Sun-girt city, thou hast been Ocean's child, and then his queen; Now is come a darker day, And thou soon must be his prey.
The City's voice itself is soft like Solitude's.
Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
This rortie wretched city Sair come down frae its auld hiechts The hauf o't smug, complacent, Lost til all pride of race or spirit, The tither wild and rouch as ever In its secret hairt But lost alsweill, the smeddum tane, The man o'independent mind has cap in hand the day Sits on its craggy spine And drees the wind and rain That nourished all its genius Weary wi centuries This empty capital snorts like a great beast Caged in its sleep, dreaming of freedom.
One must obey the man whom the city sets up in power in small things and in justice and in its opposite.
I saw rain falling and the rainbow drawn On Lammermuir. Hearkening I heard again In my precipitous city beaten bells Winnow the keen sea wind. And here afar, Intent on my own race and place, I wrote.
The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built for ever.
Darkness came down on the field and city: and Amelia was praying for George, who was lying on his face, dead, with a bullet through his heart.
The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death.
The City is of Night, but not of Sleep; There sweet Sleep is not for the weary brain; The pitiless hours like years and ages creep, A night seems termless hell.
The City is of Night; perchance of Death, But certainly of Night.
A good many inconveniences attend play-going in any large city, but the greatest of them is usually the play itself.
Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, Avisitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; escaped From the vast city, where I long had pined A discontented sojourner: now free, Free as a bird to settle where I will.
Earth hath not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!
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