Yesterday and To-day, 1. kötetT. C. Newby, 1863 |
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28. oldal
... looks for excitement in the well worn trade of every day existence . The solitary spirit is not inactive . It has its difference of character , its more acute and distinct feelings , its confidential thoughts and trials , in which the ...
... looks for excitement in the well worn trade of every day existence . The solitary spirit is not inactive . It has its difference of character , its more acute and distinct feelings , its confidential thoughts and trials , in which the ...
44. oldal
... looks upon , like Festus looked upon Paul , as in a state of semi - madness - to that unreined faculty is owing all human improvement . Without it man would stand still and soon become no more than a superior species of brute . It is in ...
... looks upon , like Festus looked upon Paul , as in a state of semi - madness - to that unreined faculty is owing all human improvement . Without it man would stand still and soon become no more than a superior species of brute . It is in ...
53. oldal
... which cause present discomfort and afford no future advantage , yet we would hardly choose to be without them . Thus our lives are spent in vain expectations when we look 54 INCONSISTENCIES OF HUMANITY . • forward , become melancholy.
... which cause present discomfort and afford no future advantage , yet we would hardly choose to be without them . Thus our lives are spent in vain expectations when we look 54 INCONSISTENCIES OF HUMANITY . • forward , become melancholy.
56. oldal
... look out and reading place . Here I sat , often lost in youthful vacuity of thought , watching the shadows of the clouds sail over the distant landscape , listening to the lowing of cattle , or the hum of in- sects . How the colours of ...
... look out and reading place . Here I sat , often lost in youthful vacuity of thought , watching the shadows of the clouds sail over the distant landscape , listening to the lowing of cattle , or the hum of in- sects . How the colours of ...
57. oldal
... look over the spot and think of me as I was thinking of some that I had known , who were resting there . At such times I always found some- thing wanting , which I did not possess . I desired to interchange thought , and find some sort ...
... look over the spot and think of me as I was thinking of some that I had known , who were resting there . At such times I always found some- thing wanting , which I did not possess . I desired to interchange thought , and find some sort ...
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233. oldal - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in— glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
234. oldal - Never, never more, shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom.
230. oldal - Not one glance of compassion, not one commiserating reflection, that I can find throughout his book, has he bestowed on those who lingered out the most wretched of lives, a life without hope, in the most miserable of prisons. It is painful to behold a man employing his talents to corrupt himself. Nature has been kinder to Mr. Burke than he is to her. He is not affected by the reality of distress touching his heart, but by the showy resemblage of it striking his imagination. He pities the plumage,...
96. oldal - Twas an employment for his idle time, which was then not idly spent;" for Angling was, after tedious study, " a rest to his mind, a cheerer of his spirits, a diverter of sadness, a calmer of unquiet thoughts, a moderator of passions, a procurer of contentedness ;" and " that it begat habits of peace and patience in those that professed and practised it.
274. oldal - She had an exquisite voice ; but on this occasion it was so simple,* so touching', it breathed forth such a soul of wretchedness , that she drew a crowd mute and silent around her, and melted every one into tears.
272. oldal - To render her widowed situation more desolate, she had incurred her father's displeasure by her unfortunate attachment, and was an exile from the paternal roof. But could the sympathy and kind offices of friends have reached a spirit so shocked and driven in by horror, she would have experienced no want of consolation, for the Irish are a people of quick and generous sensibilities.
277. oldal - ... strong of growing authority. He measures his value by the coffins of his victims ; and, in the field of evidence, appreciates his fame as the Indian warrior does in fight — by the number of scalps with which he can swell his triumphs.
15. oldal - Kennst du das Land, wo die Zitronen blühn, Im dunkeln Laub die Goldorangen glühn, Ein sanfter Wind vom blauen Himmel weht, Die Myrte still und hoch der Lorbeer steht, Kennst du es wohl? Dahin! Dahin Möcht ich mit dir, o mein Geliebter, ziehn.
230. oldal - Burke than he is to her. He is not affected by the reality of distress touching his heart, but by the showy resemblance of it striking his imagination. He pities the plumage, but forgets the dying bird. Accustomed to kiss the aristocratical hand that hath purloined him from himself, he degenerates into a composition of art, and the genuine soul of nature forsakes him. His hero or his heroine must be a tragedy-victim expiring in show, and not the real prisoner of misery, sliding into death in the...
273. oldal - The most delicate and cherishing attentions were paid her by families of wealth and distinction. She was led into society, and they tried by all kinds of occupation and amusement to dissipate her grief, and wean her from the tragical story of her love.