 At this my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was to have been found in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be any interest...  Victorian Prose: An Anthology - Страница 133под редакцията на - 1999 - 504 странициОграничен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | 1874 - 596 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, " No ! " At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. ' For some months the cloud seemed to grow thicker and thicker. The lines in Coleridge's " Dejection... | |
 | 1873 - 824 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, 'No!' At this my heart sank within me: the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. He fell into a state of dejection which lasted for months. He carried it into all companies, into all... | |
 | John Stuart Mill - 1873 - 344 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, " No !" At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...charm, and how could there ever again be any interest ha the means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. At first I hoped that the cloud would pass... | |
 | 1874 - 920 страници
...At this my heart sunk within me ; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. I seemed to have nothing left to live for. At first...away of itself, but it did not. A night's sleep, the smaller remedy for the smaller vexations of life, had no effect on it. I awoke to a new consciousness... | |
 | Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1874 - 852 страници
...constructed fell down. All my happiness was to have been found in the continual pursuit of this one end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. .... In vain I sought relief from my favorite books; those memorials of past nobleness and greatness... | |
 | 1874 - 900 страници
...this my heart sank within me; the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. ... 1 seemed to have nothing left to live for. " At first...the cloud would pass away of itself; but it did not. ... I carried it with me into all companies, into all occupations. Hardlr anything had power to cause... | |
 | 1874 - 1020 страници
...At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell dowu. All my happiness was to have been found in the continual...pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, aud how could there ever again be any interest in the means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live... | |
 | Lucius Edwin Smith, Henry Griggs Weston - 1874 - 524 страници
...attainments, his sanguine.hopes, and his gifted associations, a profound sadnesa overshadowed him. and how could there ever again be any interest in...means ? I seemed to have nothing left to live for. A deep gloom, lasting for many months followed, in which life yielded no pleasure and no hope. From... | |
 | 1874 - 600 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, " No ! " At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was to have been ftmnd in the continual pursuit of this end. The end had ceased to charm, and how could there ever again... | |
 | James Simson - 1875 - 222 страници
...self-consciousness distinctly answered, ' No.' At this my heart sank within me : the whole foundation on which my life was constructed fell down. All my happiness was...ceased to charm, and how could there ever again be an interest in the means ? I seemed to have nothing to live for. At first I hoped that the cloud would... | |
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