Shelburne Essays: Fifth series ...Houghton Mifflin, 1908 - 261 sider |
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Side 21
... to make libation on the altars of the immortals , happy in my children , free from grief , the tomb holds ; for with no shadow in their eyes the gods saw my piety . THE PRAISE OF DICKENS If it ever seemed that the THE GREEK ANTHOLOGY 21.
... to make libation on the altars of the immortals , happy in my children , free from grief , the tomb holds ; for with no shadow in their eyes the gods saw my piety . THE PRAISE OF DICKENS If it ever seemed that the THE GREEK ANTHOLOGY 21.
Side 39
... happy phrase . It is the democracy of Dickens that called them into birth , no doubt , but something else en- tered into their composition in the end - the great joy of creation which made it impossible for the author to abide within ...
... happy phrase . It is the democracy of Dickens that called them into birth , no doubt , but something else en- tered into their composition in the end - the great joy of creation which made it impossible for the author to abide within ...
Side 51
... happy . Because you made an ill use of your wealth , because you were selfish and hard - hearted and oppressive , and sinful in every kind of indulgence , therefore after death you re- ceived the reward of wickedness . This life you are ...
... happy . Because you made an ill use of your wealth , because you were selfish and hard - hearted and oppressive , and sinful in every kind of indulgence , therefore after death you re- ceived the reward of wickedness . This life you are ...
Side 103
... " Professor Pattee gives a happy picture of the poet in his declining age . He was fond of feeding the farm animals , 66 to be a good hater in literature . And if but , as his daughter says , " when the season came PHILIP FRENEAU 103.
... " Professor Pattee gives a happy picture of the poet in his declining age . He was fond of feeding the farm animals , 66 to be a good hater in literature . And if but , as his daughter says , " when the season came PHILIP FRENEAU 103.
Side 103
... happy picture of the poet in his declining age . He was fond of feeding the farm animals , 66 for slaughtering the porkers , he generally managed it so but , as his daughter says , " when the season came PHILIP FRENEAU 103.
... happy picture of the poet in his declining age . He was fond of feeding the farm animals , 66 for slaughtering the porkers , he generally managed it so but , as his daughter says , " when the season came PHILIP FRENEAU 103.
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Side 173 - An ambassador is an honest man, sent to lie abroad for the good of his country.
Side 177 - Nature seem'd in love ; The lusty sap began to move ; Fresh juice did stir th' embracing vines ; And birds had drawn their valentines. The jealous trout, that low did lie, Rose at a well-dissembled...
Side 29 - The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position; of the misery it was to my young heart to believe that day by day what I had learned, and thought, and delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by...
Side 118 - I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls ! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above ; The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love, I heard the sounds of sorrow and delight, The manifold, soft chimes, That fill the haunted...
Side 89 - WILD HONEYSUCKLE FAIR flower, that dost so comely grow, Hid in this silent, dull retreat, Untouched thy honied blossoms blow, Unseen thy little branches greet : No roving foot shall crush thee here, No busy hand provoke a tear.
Side 22 - Magdalene once had there, were kneeling at the same stall, and hearing the same hymns and prayers in which her stricken heart had found consolation. Might she sleep in peace — might she sleep in peace ; and we, too, when our struggles and pains are over ! But the earth is the Lord's as the heaven is ; we are alike His creatures here and yonder.
Side 150 - On ne sait bien souvent quelle mouche le pique. Mais c'est un jeune fou qui se croit tout permis, Et qui pour un bon mot va perdre vingt amis.
Side 57 - science" because of my conviction that, for long to come if not for ever, it will be the remorseless enemy of mankind. I see it destroying all simplicity and gentleness of life, all the beauty of the world; I see it restoring barbarism under a mask of civilization; I see it darkening men's minds and hardening their hearts; I see it bringing a time of vast conflicts, which will pale into insignificance "the thousand...
Side 157 - Women, then, are only children of a larger growth ; they have an entertaining tattle, and sometimes wit ; but for solid, reasoning good sense, I never in my life knew one that had it, or who reasoned or acted consequentially for four and twenty hours together.
Side 29 - From that hour until this at which I write, no word of that part of my childhood which I have now gladly brought to a close, has passed my lips to any human being. I have no idea how long it lasted; whether for a year, or much more, or less.