Confessions of an English Opium-eaterW. Smith, 1847 - 49 стор. |
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... seemed like children of the gods . But the most beautiful sight was to see them kneeling hand in hand before the altar of Cybele , in the grove , with wreaths about their heads and garlands in their hands , while the setting sun ...
... seemed like children of the gods . But the most beautiful sight was to see them kneeling hand in hand before the altar of Cybele , in the grove , with wreaths about their heads and garlands in their hands , while the setting sun ...
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... seemed unmanly and dull . Enone soon felt this ! for the usually quick perception of love was rendered still more keen by her peculiar impressibility to spiritual influence . For the first time , in her innocent and happy life , came ...
... seemed unmanly and dull . Enone soon felt this ! for the usually quick perception of love was rendered still more keen by her peculiar impressibility to spiritual influence . For the first time , in her innocent and happy life , came ...
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... seemed like death ; but at last she opened her eyes , gazed around with an unconscious stare , and soon fell into a deep sleep . The next morning she ap- peared exceedingly weak , and there was a strange expression about her eyes . She ...
... seemed like death ; but at last she opened her eyes , gazed around with an unconscious stare , and soon fell into a deep sleep . The next morning she ap- peared exceedingly weak , and there was a strange expression about her eyes . She ...
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... seemed like the loving and happy youth , whom she had doated on from his infancy . Some- times he would hurl the heaviest stones , with might and main , down the sides of the mountain , or wrench the smaller trees up by the roots . He ...
... seemed like the loving and happy youth , whom she had doated on from his infancy . Some- times he would hurl the heaviest stones , with might and main , down the sides of the mountain , or wrench the smaller trees up by the roots . He ...
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... seemed as if the fountains of feeling were dried up within her heart . There was a painfully intense glare about her eyes , and she remained wakeful late into the night . At last , the good foster - mother composed her into an ...
... seemed as if the fountains of feeling were dried up within her heart . There was a painfully intense glare about her eyes , and she remained wakeful late into the night . At last , the good foster - mother composed her into an ...
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Сторінка 68 - ... of the world within me ! That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes : — this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me — in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed. Here was a panacea — a ^UMO-/ nviyStt for all human woes: here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages, at once discovered : happiness might now be bought for a penny, and carried in the waistcoat...
Сторінка 73 - I was stared at, hooted at, grinned at, chattered at, by monkeys, by paroquets, by cockatoos. I ran into pagodas, and was fixed, for centuries, at the summit, or in secret rooms: I was the idol; I was the priest; I was worshipped; I was sacrificed.
Сторінка 69 - Of these I have about five thousand, collected gradually since my eighteenth year. Therefore, painter, put as many as you can into this room. Make it populous with books, and, furthermore, paint me a good fire; and furniture plain and modest, befitting the unpretending cottage of a scholar.
Сторінка 72 - Asiatic things, of their institutions, histories — above all, of their mythologies, &c. — is so impressive, that to me the vast age of the race and name overpowers the sense of youth in the individual. A young Chinese seems to me an antediluvian man renewed. Even Englishmen, though not bred in any knowledge of such institutions, cannot but shudder at the mystic sublimity of castes that have flowed apart, and refused to mix, through such immemorial tracts of time...
Сторінка 72 - Fuseli in modern times, that they thought proper to eat raw meat for the sake of obtaining splendid dreams: how much better for such a purpose to have eaten opium, which yet I do not remember that any poet is recorded to have done, except • the dramatist Shadwell : and in ancient days, j Homer is, I think, rightly reputed to have known the virtues of opium.
Сторінка 69 - ... to its effects. But this is not so : it is by the re-action of the mind upon the notices of the ear, (the matter coming by the senses, the form from the mind) that the pleasure is constructed : and therefore it is that people of equally good ear differ so much in this point from one another.
Сторінка 69 - I am surprised to see people overlook it, and think it matter of congratulation that winter is going, or, if coming, is not likely to be a severe one On the contrary, I put up a petition, annually, for as much snow, hail, frost, or storm of one kind or other, as the skies can possibly afford us.
Сторінка 70 - I feared to exercise this faculty ; for, as Midas turned all things to gold, that yet baffled his hopes and defrauded his human desires, so whatsoever things capable of being visually represented I did but think of in the darkness, immediately shaped themselves into phantoms of the eye...