Cues from All Quarters: Or, The Literary Musings of a Clerical RecluseRoberts, 1871 - 340 من الصفحات |
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... London Tavern Meeting , or miscellany of men will show them : remembering the while that , some score or two of years ago all these were " little red - coloured pulpy infants ; each of them capable of being kneaded , baked into any ...
... London Tavern Meeting , or miscellany of men will show them : remembering the while that , some score or two of years ago all these were " little red - coloured pulpy infants ; each of them capable of being kneaded , baked into any ...
الصفحة 87
... London . One is reminded of the solo , or soliloquy , of Marcello , in Mr. Lovell Beddoes ' unfinished drama : Then , who hath solitude , like mine , that is not The last survivor of a city's plague , Eating the mess he cook'd for his ...
... London . One is reminded of the solo , or soliloquy , of Marcello , in Mr. Lovell Beddoes ' unfinished drama : Then , who hath solitude , like mine , that is not The last survivor of a city's plague , Eating the mess he cook'd for his ...
الصفحة 89
... London . Some short bustle's caused , A few inquiries , and the crowds close in , And all's forgotten . Observe Chateaubriand's moody hero in a strange city , se mêlant à la foule , vaste désert d'hommes . " En regardant les lumières ...
... London . Some short bustle's caused , A few inquiries , and the crowds close in , And all's forgotten . Observe Chateaubriand's moody hero in a strange city , se mêlant à la foule , vaste désert d'hommes . " En regardant les lumières ...
الصفحة 90
... London it is forlorn indeed . " " Mr. Philips dined with me yesterday , " writes Steele to Swift ; " he is still a shepherd , and walks very lonely through this un- thinking crowd of London . " " This wondrous theatre [ mean- ing London ] ...
... London it is forlorn indeed . " " Mr. Philips dined with me yesterday , " writes Steele to Swift ; " he is still a shepherd , and walks very lonely through this un- thinking crowd of London . " " This wondrous theatre [ mean- ing London ] ...
الصفحة 91
... London , but he must have been saddened and mortified , perhaps terri- fied , by the sense of desertion and utter loneliness which belong to his situation . " No loneliness can be like that which weighs upon the heart in the centre of ...
... London , but he must have been saddened and mortified , perhaps terri- fied , by the sense of desertion and utter loneliness which belong to his situation . " No loneliness can be like that which weighs upon the heart in the centre of ...
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animals Anthony Trollope asks beauty better biped Boswell Brontè brother brutes called Carlyle character Charles Bonnet Charles Lamb childhood contradiction creatures crowd death Derwent Coleridge Descartes dream earth Ejuxria essay existence eyes face fancy father feel give gout gouty subject grief habit handy-dandy happy Hartley Coleridge hath heart heaven Horace Walpole human humour imagination immortal Jules Janin Julius Cæsar justice kind King Leigh Hunt less lines listener live London look Lord Lord Lytton Madame mind mother Nathaniel Hawthorne nature never a child night observes once a child pain Pandarus perhaps person Peter Bell philosophy poet poor qu'il remarks round says scarcely seems sense sleep smile solitude sorrow sort soul spirit sufferings sure sweet Sydney Smith talk tells thee thief things thou thought tion told waking wonder Wordsworth writes young youth
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الصفحة 131 - Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain.
الصفحة 132 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
الصفحة 93 - But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
الصفحة 39 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows: The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows; The young flowers are blowing toward the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! 10 They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the...
الصفحة 134 - That skins the vice o' the top. Go to your bosom ; Knock there ; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault ; if it confess A natural guiltiness such as is his, Let it not sound a thought upon your tongue Against my brother's life.
الصفحة 255 - On the hardest adamant some foot-print of us ' is stamped in ; the last Rear of the host will read ' traces of the earliest Van. But whence? — O Heaven, ' whither ? Sense knows not ; Faith knows not ; only ' that it is through Mystery to Mystery, from God and ' to God. " We are such stuff ' As Dreams are made of, and our little Life ' la rounded with a sleep !
الصفحة 299 - Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God ; But only he who sees takes off his shoes...
الصفحة 255 - Essence is to be revealed in the Flesh. That warrior on his strong war-horse, fire flashes through his eyes; force dwells in his arm and heart: but warrior and war-horse are a vision; a revealed Force, nothing more. Stately they tread the Earth, as if it were a firm substance: fool! the Earth is but a film; it cracks in twain, and warrior and war-horse sink beyond plummet's sounding. Plummet's? Fantasy herself will not follow them. A little while ago, they were not; a little while, and they are not,...
الصفحة 76 - ... in all the visible corporeal world we see no chasms, or no gaps. All quite down from us the descent is by easy steps, and a continued series of things, that in each remove differ very little one from the other.
الصفحة 49 - Even such a happy child of earth am I ; Even as these blissful creatures do I fare ; Far from the world I walk, and from all care ; But there may come another day to me — Solitude, pain of heart, distress, and poverty.