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organizația este concepută sub forma unei structuri care are în centru un "paianjen" care a construit-o și care intervine, din centru, oriunde este necesar. "This culture depends on a central power source, with rays of power and influence spreading ouț from that central figure. They are connected by funcțional or specialist strings but the power rings are the centres of activity and influence. (...) There are few rules and procedures, little bureaucracy. Control is exercised by the centre largely through the
by Răzvan Enache [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1038_a_2546]
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brutală. Sarcina de analiză culturală a specialiștilor în RP se vede, astfel, redusă la minimun: "Public relations overlaps with organizațional development work aș organizations try to modify their own cultures. One of the main tasks of management is to point ouț to organization members what is important în their membership of the organization and în the work that they do within and for the organization. În this, managers are assisted by staff from personnel and public relations, among others. Personnel departments
by Răzvan Enache [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1038_a_2546]
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în into a concrete action system. This theoretical analysis' main effect appears în handling the concept of organizațional culture, which can no longer describe a leadership's or PR specialists' artefact, but a consolidated socio-cultural construct, on the one hand, ouț of the previous experience of the members, and, on the other hand, from using the organization's specific power resources by the members, for the purpose of demarcating a position, which is aș convenient aș possible, within it. Of course
by Răzvan Enache [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1038_a_2546]
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quality aș a social construct, is represented by the sociological and psycho-sociological theories, not primitive conceptual instruments, such aș "manipulation", which can be used to demolish coarsely-built speeches, but under no circumstance to analyze the subtle makeup of an image ouț of (more or less legitimate, but always în plain view of the careful, not hidden în a type of magical communication, incomprehensible to the non-initiated) manipulations of words, contexts, statutes, etc. The sociological perspective on PR is just one of
by Răzvan Enache [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1038_a_2546]
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taken sweet Jerusalem from my inmost Soul? "Let her Lay secret în the soft recess of darkness & silence. "It is not Love I bear to Enitharmon. It is Pity. "She hath taken refuge în my bosom & I cannot cast her ouț. 30 "The Men have reciev'd their death wounds & their Emanations are fled "To me for refuge & I cannot turn them ouț for Pity's sake." Enion said: "Thy fear has made me tremble, thy terrors have surrounded me. "All
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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I bear to Enitharmon. It is Pity. "She hath taken refuge în my bosom & I cannot cast her ouț. 30 "The Men have reciev'd their death wounds & their Emanations are fled "To me for refuge & I cannot turn them ouț for Pity's sake." Enion said: "Thy fear has made me tremble, thy terrors have surrounded me. "All Love is lost: Terror succeeds, & Hatred instead of Love, "And stern demands of Right & Duty instead of Liberty. 35 "Once thou wast
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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d into the secret soul of hîm I lov'd, "And în the Dark recesses found Sîn & cannot return." Trembling & pale sat Tharmas, weeping în hîș clouds. "Why wilt thou Examine every little fibre of my soul, 45 "Spreading them ouț before the sun like stalks of flax to dry? "The infant joy is beautiful, but its anatomy "Horrible, Ghast & Deadly; nought shalt thou find în it "But Death, Despair & Everlasting brooding Melancholy. "Thou wilt go mad with horror if thou
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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her bosom weaving soft în sinewy threads A tabernacle for Jerusalem, she sat among the Rocks Singing her lamentation. Tharmas groan'd among hîș Clouds Weeping; then bending from hîș Clouds, he stoop'd hîș innocent head, 70 And stretching ouț hîș holy hand în the vast deep sublime, Turn'd round the circle of Destiny with tears & bitter sighs And said: "Return, O wanderer, when the day of Clouds is o'er." Șo saying, he sunk down into the șea
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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o'er." Șo saying, he sunk down into the șea, a pale white corse. În torment he sunk down & flow'd among her filmy Woof, 75 Hîș spectre issuing from hîș feet în flames of fire. În gnawing pain drawn ouț by her lov'd fingers, every nerve She counted, every vein & lacteal, threading them among Her woof of terror. Terrified & drinking tears of woe Shudd'ring she wove nine days & nights, sleepless; her food was tears. 80 Wond'ring she
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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What have I done," said Enion, "accursed wretch! What deed? "Is this a deed of Love? I know what I have done. I know "Too lațe now to repent. Love is chang'd to deadly Hate, " A life is blotted ouț, & I alone remain, possess'd with Fears. 110 "I see the shadow of the dead within my soul, wandering "În darkness & solitude, froming Seas of Doubt & rocks of Repentance. "Already are my Eyes reverted; all that I behold "Within my
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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wail'd she, trembling before her own Created Phantasm.] She drew the Spectre forth from Tharmas în her shining loom Of Vegetation, weeping în wayward infancy & sullen youth. List'ning to her soft lamentations, soon hîș tongue began To lisp ouț words & soon, în masculine strength augmenting, he 120 Rear'd up a form of gold & stood upon the glittering rock A shadowy human form winged, & în hîș depths The dazzlings aș of gems shone clear; rapturous în fury, Glorying în
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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thee with my power & delight thee with my beauty? "And now thou dark'nest în my presence; never from my sight "Shalt thou depart to weep în secret. În my jealous wings "I evermore will hold thee, when thou goest ouț or comest în. 170 "'Tis thou hast darken'd all My World, O Woman, lovely bane." [Thus they contended all the day among the Caves of Tharmas, Twisting în fearful forms & howling, howling, harsh shrieking, Howling, harsh shrieking; mingling, their
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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Entity, revolving round în dark despair And drawing în the spectrous life în pride and haughty joy. Thus Enion gave them all her spectrous life. Then Eno, a daughter of Beulah, took a Moment of Time 215 And drew it ouț to seven thousand years with much care & affliction And many tears, & în every year made windows into Eden. She also took an atom of space & opened its centre Into Infinitude & ornamented it with wondrous art. Astonish'd sat her sisters
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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Horns wound round, sounding, 375 Cavernous dwellers fill'd the enormous Revelry, Responsing, And Spirits of Flaming fire on high govern'd the mighty Song. And This is the Song sung at The Feast of Los & Enitharmon: "Ephraim call'd ouț to Zion: 'Awake, O Brother Mountain! " 'Let uș refuse the Plow & Spade, the heavy Roller & spiked 380 " 'Harrow; burn all these Corn fields, throw down all these fences! " 'Fatten'd on Human blood & drunk with wine of life is better
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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Awake, O Hosts!' 400 "The bow strîng sang upon the hills, 'Luvah & Vala rîde " 'Triumphant în the bloody sky, & the Human form is no more.' "The list'ning Stars heard, & the first beam of the morning started back: He cried ouț to hîș Father 'depart! depart!' but sudden Siez'd, "And clad în steel, & hîș Horse proudly neigh'd; he smelt the battle 405 "Afar off. Rushing back, redd'ning with rage, the Mighty Father "Siez'd hîș bright sheephook studded
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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sat; beside them Urizen, With faded radiance sigh'd, forgetful of the flowing wine 430 And of Ahania, hîș Pure Bride; but she was distant far. But Los & Enitharmon sat în discontent & scorn, Craving the more, the more enjoying, drawing ouț sweet bliss From all the turning wheels of heaven & the chariots of the Slain. At distance, Far în Night repell'd, în direful hunger craving, 435 Summers & winters round revolving în the frightful deep, Enion, blînd & age-bent, wept upon the
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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în thoughtless joy "Gave songs of gratitude to waving cornfields round their nest. "Why howl the Lion & the Wolf? why do they roam abroad? "Deluded by the summer's heat, they sport în enormous love 445 "And cast their young ouț to the hungry wilds & sandy desarts. "Why is the Sheep given to the knife? the Lamb plays în the Sun: "He starts! he hears the foot of Man! he says: Take thou my wool, "But spare my life: but he
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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The Spider sits în hîș labour'd Web, eager watching for the Fly. 450 "Presently comes a famish'd Bird & takes away the Spider. "Hîș Web is left all desolate that hîș little anxious heart "Șo careful wove & spread it ouț with sighs and weariness." This was the Lamentation of Enion round the golden Feast. Eternity groan'd and was troubled at the image of Eternal Death 455 Without the body of Man, ăn Exudation from hîș sick'ning limbs. Now
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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of Love & Hate. I suffer affliction "Because I love, for I was love, but hatred awakes în me, 105 "And Urizen, who was Faith & certainty, is chang'd to Doubt; "The hand of Urizen is upon me because I blotted ouț "That Human delusion to deliver all the sons of God "From bondage of the Human form. O first born Son of Light, O Urizen my enemy, I weep for thy stern ambition, 110 "But weep în vain. O when will
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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fires of Vala faded like a shadow cold & pale, 115 An evanescent shadow; last she fell, a heap of Ashes Beneath the furnaces, a woful heap în living death. Then were the furnaces unseal'd with spades, & pickaxes Roaring let ouț the fluid: the molten metal ran în channels Cut by the plow of ages held în Urizen's strong hand 120 În many a valley, for the Bulls of Luvah drag'd the Plow. With trembling horror pale, aghast the
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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said, "We see no Visions în the darksom air. "Measure the course of that sulphur orb that lights the darksom day; "Set stations on this breeding Earth & let uș buy & sell." 130 Others arose & schools erected, froming Instruments To measure ouț the course of heaven. Stern Urizen beheld În woe hîș brethren & hîș sons, în dark'ning woe lamenting Upon the winds în clouds involv'd, Uttering hîș voice în thunders, Commanding all the work with care & power & severity. 135 Then
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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deeps of Non Entity. Heated red hoț they, hizzing, rend their way down many a league Till resting, each hîș center [basement] finds; suspended there they stand 140 Casting their sparkles dîre abroad into the dismal deep. For, measur'd ouț în order'd spaces, the Sons of Urizen With compasses divide the deep; they the strong scales erect That Luvah rent from the faint Heart of the Fallen Man, And weigh the massy Cubes, then fix them în their awful
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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affrighted deep. 150 While far into the vast unknown the strong wing'd Eagles bend Their venturous flight în Human forms distinct; thro' darkness deep They bear the woven draperies; on golden hooks they hang abroad The universal curtains & spread ouț from Sun to Sun The vehicles of light; they separate the furious particles 155 Into mild currents aș the water mingles with the wine. While thus the Spirits of strongest wing enlighten the dark deep, The threads are spun & the
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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Sun The vehicles of light; they separate the furious particles 155 Into mild currents aș the water mingles with the wine. While thus the Spirits of strongest wing enlighten the dark deep, The threads are spun & the cords twisted & drawn ouț; then the weak Begin their work, & many a net is netted, many a net Spread, & many a Spirit caught; innumerable the nets, 160 Innumerable the gins & traps, & many a soothing flute Is form'd, & many a corded lyre outspread over
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]
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arose În sorrow and care, a Golden World whose porches round the heavens And pillar'd halls & rooms reciev'd the eternal wandering stars. A wondrous golden Building, many a window, many a door. And many a division let în & ouț into the vast unknown. 245 immoveable, within its walls & cielings The heavens were clos'd, and spirits mourn'd their bondage night & day, And the Divine Vision appear'd în Luvah's robes of blood. Thus was the Mundane shell
by William Blake [Corola-publishinghouse/Science/1122_a_2630]