Collected Essays, Том 1E. Stock, 1902 |
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... hands blows instead of books . Taking him , then , as he was a man of letters- perhaps the best type of such since Dr. Johnson died in Fleet Street , what are we to say of his thirty - four volumes ? In them are to be found criticism ...
... hands blows instead of books . Taking him , then , as he was a man of letters- perhaps the best type of such since Dr. Johnson died in Fleet Street , what are we to say of his thirty - four volumes ? In them are to be found criticism ...
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... hands in his pockets was worth all the politics , philosophy , political economy , and sociology to be found in other portions of the good lady's writings . Carlyle's eye was indeed a terrible organ : he saw everything . Emerson ...
... hands in his pockets was worth all the politics , philosophy , political economy , and sociology to be found in other portions of the good lady's writings . Carlyle's eye was indeed a terrible organ : he saw everything . Emerson ...
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... hand , to his drill on the links . ' You should have the like of this , ' said he , cheerily patting ' Yes , ' was the reply , but I haven't yet his gun . quite settled on which side . ' And when he did make his choice , on the whole he ...
... hand , to his drill on the links . ' You should have the like of this , ' said he , cheerily patting ' Yes , ' was the reply , but I haven't yet his gun . quite settled on which side . ' And when he did make his choice , on the whole he ...
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... hand on his heart and say what thing ! ' Nor was the man who in 1843 wrote as follows altogether at sea in politics : ' Of Time Bill , Factory Bill , and other such Bills , ' the present editor has no authority to speak . He ' knows not ...
... hand on his heart and say what thing ! ' Nor was the man who in 1843 wrote as follows altogether at sea in politics : ' Of Time Bill , Factory Bill , and other such Bills , ' the present editor has no authority to speak . He ' knows not ...
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... hand surely they will not escape her grasp ! If they do not , then , in the glad day when worship is once more restored to man , he will with becoming generosity forget much that Carlyle has written , and remembering more , rank him ...
... hand surely they will not escape her grasp ! If they do not , then , in the glad day when worship is once more restored to man , he will with becoming generosity forget much that Carlyle has written , and remembering more , rank him ...
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Страница 198 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Страница 120 - Thou didst swear to me upon a parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the Prince broke thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of Windsor— thou didst swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady thy wife.
Страница 194 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Страница 5 - In being's floods, in action's storm, I walk and work, above, beneath, Work and weave in endless motion ! Birth and death, An infinite ocean; A seizing and giving The fire of the living : 'Tis thus at the roaring loom of time I ply, And weave for God the garment thou seest him by.
Страница 191 - Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth ! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; yet every one of them doth curse me.
Страница 159 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud, instead, and ever-during dark, Surrounds me...
Страница 143 - Many there be that complain of Divine Providence for suffering Adam to transgress; foolish tongues! When God gave him reason, he gave him freedom to choose, for reason is but choosing; he had been else a mere artificial Adam, such an Adam as he is in the motions.
Страница 297 - For Nature beats in perfect tune, And rounds with rhyme her every rune, Whether she work in land or sea, Or hide underground her alchemy. Thou canst not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake, But it carves the bow of beauty there, And the ripples in rhymes the oar forsake.
Страница 215 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee; Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Страница 216 - Wealth, my lad, was made to wander, Let it wander as it will ; Call the jockey, call the pander, Bid them come and take their fill. When the bonny blade carouses, Pockets full, and spirits high — What are acres ? what are houses ? Only dirt, or wet or dry. Should the guardian friend or mother Tell the woes of wilful waste : Scorn their counsel, scorn their pother, — You can hang or drown at last.