Evenings with Great Authors, Svazek 1A. C. McClurg & Company, 1917 |
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... writers as De Quincey and Macaulay ; but the humorous essay has been by far the more popular . And what is humor ? It would be hard to say that it is either beauty , nobility , or truth . The fact is , poetry , with its lofty atmosphere ...
... writers as De Quincey and Macaulay ; but the humorous essay has been by far the more popular . And what is humor ? It would be hard to say that it is either beauty , nobility , or truth . The fact is , poetry , with its lofty atmosphere ...
Strana 13
... writers : " March 9 , 1822 . " DEAR COLERIDGE - It gives me great satisfaction to hear that the pig turned out so well : they are interesting creatures at a certain age . What a pity that such buds should blow out into the maturity of ...
... writers : " March 9 , 1822 . " DEAR COLERIDGE - It gives me great satisfaction to hear that the pig turned out so well : they are interesting creatures at a certain age . What a pity that such buds should blow out into the maturity of ...
Strana 16
... writer can write has been the life history of a MAN . We are like boats borne on the swift current of the rushing river of Time . Whether our boat sink or swim , or turn to the right or to the left , is a matter of intensest interest ...
... writer can write has been the life history of a MAN . We are like boats borne on the swift current of the rushing river of Time . Whether our boat sink or swim , or turn to the right or to the left , is a matter of intensest interest ...
Strana 19
... writer speak freely of the privacy of life , and of its most sacred secrets as well as its most hidden vices . Such a medium is very far from the lofty dignity of poetry ; yet it is perhaps the only truly democratic form of literary art ...
... writer speak freely of the privacy of life , and of its most sacred secrets as well as its most hidden vices . Such a medium is very far from the lofty dignity of poetry ; yet it is perhaps the only truly democratic form of literary art ...
Strana 21
... about ourselves , and so will a good novel- writer . Of course we cannot talk to the author ; but we can find in our friends a good substitute for him . Another quality we shall demand is sincerity . While we How and What to Read 21.
... about ourselves , and so will a good novel- writer . Of course we cannot talk to the author ; but we can find in our friends a good substitute for him . Another quality we shall demand is sincerity . While we How and What to Read 21.
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Strana 6 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Strana 162 - Nay, take my life and all, pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Strana 224 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition, that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory ; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, — why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Strana 282 - Either the opponents of slavery will arrest the further spread of it, and place it where the public mind shall rest in the belief that it is in the course of ultimate extinction ; or its advocates will push it forward till it shall become alike lawful in all the States, old as well as new, North as well as South.
Strana 252 - Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them: There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds Clambering to hang, an envious sliver broke, When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook.
Strana 2 - Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real, life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Strana 182 - But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have : My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Strana 246 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event,— A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward,— I do not know Why yet I live to say 'this thing's to do,' Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means, To do 't.
Strana 134 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages, princes' palaces. It is a good divine, that follows his own instructions ; I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Strana 163 - The moon shines bright: — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.