Many are as green as the Green Mountains
whence they came.
How oft amidst Thick clouds and dark doth Heav'ns all-ruling Sire Choose to reside, his Glory unobscur'd, And with the Majesty of darkness round Covers his Throne; from
whence deep thunders roar Must'ring thir rage, and Heav'n resembles Hell?
Yes, Cleitophon, but he also said that justice is the interest of the stronger, and, while admitting both these propositions, he further acknowledged that the stronger may command the weaker who are his subjects to do what is not for his own interest;
whence follows that justice is the injury quite as much as the interest of the stronger.
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Whence have I that joyful knowledge, shared with the peasant, that alone gives peace to my soul?
The seamen soon knew
whence I came last: they were curious to inquire into my voyages and course of life.
In the next place, from reflecting on the circumstance that I doubted, and that consequently my being was not wholly perfect (for I clearly saw that it was a greater perfection to know than to doubt), I was led to inquire
whence I had learned to think of something more perfect than myself; and I clearly recognized that I must hold this notion from some nature which in reality was more perfect.
Why I came, I do not know at all; neither do I know from
whence I came.
"It is necessary," he said, "that I know
whence and how I came; for how can one perform his duties unless able to judge what they are by the way in which he was intrusted with them?
He returned therefore to the kitchen fire,
whence he could survey the only door which opened into the parlour, or rather hole, where Jones was seated; and as for the window to that room, it was impossible for any creature larger than a cat to have made his escape through it.
IN youth I have known one with whom the Earth In secret communing held-as he with it, In daylight, and in beauty, from his birth: Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was lit From the sun and stars,
whence he had drawn forth A passionate light such for his spirit was fit And yet that spirit knew-not in the hour Of its own fervor-what had o'er it power.
"Madam," said Saint Peter, rising and approaching the wicket, "
whence do you come?"
"with all his lore, Wherefore he sang, or
whence the mandate sped."