My Study WindowsHoughton, Osgood, and Company, 1879 - 433 pàgines |
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Pàgina 100
... reader only the less savory mixture that held them together , a kind of filling unavoidable in books of this kind , and too apt to be what boys at boarding - school call stick - jaw , but of which there is no more than could not be ...
... reader only the less savory mixture that held them together , a kind of filling unavoidable in books of this kind , and too apt to be what boys at boarding - school call stick - jaw , but of which there is no more than could not be ...
Pàgina 122
... reader will not easily cavil at the patient and good - natured , though ex- uberant egotism which brings back to our view ' the form and pressure ' of a time long past . The habits and humors , the mode of acting and thinking , which ...
... reader will not easily cavil at the patient and good - natured , though ex- uberant egotism which brings back to our view ' the form and pressure ' of a time long past . The habits and humors , the mode of acting and thinking , which ...
Pàgina 146
... so much larger in its proportions and significant in its results . The interest , moreover , flags decidedly toward the close , where the reader cannot help feeling that the author loses breath somewhat pain- fully 146 CARLYLE .
... so much larger in its proportions and significant in its results . The interest , moreover , flags decidedly toward the close , where the reader cannot help feeling that the author loses breath somewhat pain- fully 146 CARLYLE .
Pàgina 152
... reader of newspapers . The pedlers of rumor in the North were the most effective allies of the re- bellion . A nation can be liable to no more insidious treachery than that of the telegraph , sending hourly its electric thrill of panic ...
... reader of newspapers . The pedlers of rumor in the North were the most effective allies of the re- bellion . A nation can be liable to no more insidious treachery than that of the telegraph , sending hourly its electric thrill of panic ...
Pàgina 162
... readers to trace the further points of difference and resemblance for themselves , merely suggesting a general similarity which has often occurred to us . One only point of melancholy interest we will allow ourselves to touch upon ...
... readers to trace the further points of difference and resemblance for themselves , merely suggesting a general similarity which has often occurred to us . One only point of melancholy interest we will allow ourselves to touch upon ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 413 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurled, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Pàgina 419 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Pàgina 418 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Pàgina 414 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way...
Pàgina 412 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Pàgina 341 - And when he came unto Lehi, the Philistines shouted against him : and the Spirit of the Lord came mightily upon him, and the cords that were upon his arms became as flax that was burnt with fire, and his bands loosed from off his hands. And he found a new jawbone of an ass, and put forth his hand, and took it, and slew a thousand men therewith.
Pàgina 191 - I'll kneel down, And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and well talk with them too, Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; And take upon 's the mystery of things, As if we were God's spies...
Pàgina 411 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield; Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Pàgina 193 - Cambridge, some thirty years ago, was an event without any former parallel in our literary annals, a scene to be always treasured in the memory for its picturesqueness and its inspiration. What crowded and breathless aisles, what windows clustering with eager heads, what enthusiasm of approval, what grim silence of foregone dissent!
Pàgina 405 - With slaughtering guns the unwearied fowler roves, When frosts have whiten'd all the naked groves ; Where doves in flocks the leafless trees o'ershade, And lonely woodcocks haunt the watery glade. He lifts the tube, and levels with his eye ; Straight a short thunder breaks the frozen sky : Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamorous lapwings feel the leaden death : Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare, They fall, and leave their little lives in air...