Literary Essays: A Moosehead journalHoughton, Mifflin, 1890 |
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... sense of completeness which a walled town gives one . It is entire , like a crystal , a work which man has succeeded in finishing . I think the human mind pines more or less where every- thing is new , and is better for a diet of stale ...
... sense of completeness which a walled town gives one . It is entire , like a crystal , a work which man has succeeded in finishing . I think the human mind pines more or less where every- thing is new , and is better for a diet of stale ...
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... sense of entire fulness . The sun sank behind its horizon of pines , whose pointed summits notched the rosy west in an endless black sierra . At the same moment the golden moon swung slowly up in the east , like the other scale of that ...
... sense of entire fulness . The sun sank behind its horizon of pines , whose pointed summits notched the rosy west in an endless black sierra . At the same moment the golden moon swung slowly up in the east , like the other scale of that ...
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... sense is an equivalent for grace . The forest primeval is best seen from the top of a mountain . It then impresses one by its extent , like an Oriental epic . To be in it is nothing , for then an acre is as good as a thousand square ...
... sense is an equivalent for grace . The forest primeval is best seen from the top of a mountain . It then impresses one by its extent , like an Oriental epic . To be in it is nothing , for then an acre is as good as a thousand square ...
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... sense of beauty to which we subterranean Northmen have not yet so much as dreamed of climbing . Mere sights one can see quite as well at home . Mont Blanc does not tower more grandly in the memory than did the dream - peak which loomed ...
... sense of beauty to which we subterranean Northmen have not yet so much as dreamed of climbing . Mere sights one can see quite as well at home . Mont Blanc does not tower more grandly in the memory than did the dream - peak which loomed ...
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... sense of the unbending , says , " Truly , a merry and conceited gentleman ! " It is lucky for the peace of great men that the world seldom finds out contemporaneously who its great men are , or , perhaps , that each man esteems himself ...
... sense of the unbending , says , " Truly , a merry and conceited gentleman ! " It is lucky for the peace of great men that the world seldom finds out contemporaneously who its great men are , or , perhaps , that each man esteems himself ...
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Сторінка 236 - After regarding it steadfastly, he looked up in my face with a calmness of countenance that I can never forget, and said, ' I know the colour of that blood — it is arterial blood — I cannot be deceived in that colour — that drop of blood is my deathwarrant — I must die.
Сторінка 234 - Lord Byron, and this Charmian, hold the first place in our minds; in the latter, John Howard, Bishop Hooker rocking his child's cradle, and you, my dear sister, are the conquering feelings. As a man of the world, I love the rich talk of a Charmian; as an eternal being, I love the thought of you. I should like her to ruin me, and I should like you to save me. I am free from men of pleasure's cares, By dint of feelings far more deep than theirs.
Сторінка 349 - A sweet attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books — I trow that count'nance cannot lye, Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
Сторінка 243 - What the Imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth — whether it existed before or not...
Сторінка 238 - I have in my trunks that reminds me of her goes through me like a spear. The silk lining she put in my travelling cap scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her — I see her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her a moment.
Сторінка 231 - Judgment. I may write independently, and with Judgment, hereafter. The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man : It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself. In " Endymion," I leaped headlong into the sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice....
Сторінка 216 - Good old plan, That he should take who has the power, And he should keep who can,
Сторінка 287 - Chapman writes and feels as a Poet — as Homer might have written had he lived in England in the reign of Queen Elizabeth."— Coleridge.
Сторінка 230 - Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works. My own domestic criticism has given me pain without comparison beyond what Blackwood...
Сторінка 360 - His hearers could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He commanded where he spoke ; and had his judges angry and pleased at his devotion. No man had their affections more in his power. The fear of every man that heard him was, lest he should make an end.