Confessions of an English Opium-eaterW. Smith, 1847 - 49 стор. |
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... tones , taking their rest in plaintive cadences . Sometimes they jested sportively with each other ; asking mischievous questions in fragments of musi- cal phrases , the language of which could be inter- preted only by themselves . But ...
... tones , taking their rest in plaintive cadences . Sometimes they jested sportively with each other ; asking mischievous questions in fragments of musi- cal phrases , the language of which could be inter- preted only by themselves . But ...
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... tone to her whole existence . The angelic depth of expression increased in her beau- tiful eyes , and evermore looked out through a transparent veil of melancholy ; for she felt the estrangement of her beloved Corythus , though she knew ...
... tone to her whole existence . The angelic depth of expression increased in her beau- tiful eyes , and evermore looked out through a transparent veil of melancholy ; for she felt the estrangement of her beloved Corythus , though she knew ...
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... tones of the saddest resignation : " He will come to me to die . " Thus years passed on . War raged in all its fury in the plains below . Their flocks and herds were all seized by the rapacious soldiery , and the rush- ing of many ...
... tones of the saddest resignation : " He will come to me to die . " Thus years passed on . War raged in all its fury in the plains below . Their flocks and herds were all seized by the rapacious soldiery , and the rush- ing of many ...
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... tones , " Farewell , Friend John ; may the Lord bless thee and guide thee ! " In October he returned to America , and they were soon after married , at Newtown meeting , according to the simple form of the Society of Friends . Neither ...
... tones , " Farewell , Friend John ; may the Lord bless thee and guide thee ! " In October he returned to America , and they were soon after married , at Newtown meeting , according to the simple form of the Society of Friends . Neither ...
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... tones . The gate- way rose in a Gothic arch , with graceful tracery in iron - work , surmounted by a cross , around which fluttered and played the mountain - fringe , that lightest and most fragile of vines . The inhabitants of this ...
... tones . The gate- way rose in a Gothic arch , with graceful tracery in iron - work , surmounted by a cross , around which fluttered and played the mountain - fringe , that lightest and most fragile of vines . The inhabitants of this ...
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Alerik answered arms asked beautiful beloved Big Elk BREMER'S bright brother castle chaplain CHAPTER CHARLES LAMB child clarionets confess Corythus countenance dark dear death deep dreams Enone Ephesus exclaimed expression eyes face fair lady father feel fell felt flowers Folko FUGITIVE VERSES Gabriele gazed hand handsome happy head heard heart heaven Hilda human Ilium Indian Joannetti journey kissed knew lady laudanum laugh light Little Master looked marriage Menelaus ment mind Montfaucon morning mother Mount Ida mountains nature neighbouring never night noble Norway once opium opium-eater pale passed pleasure poor Ralph reader replied rose seemed silent Sintram sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit Steinburg stood strange suffering sweet tears tenderness thee things thou thought tion tones took Turin voice wigwam wild wish woman words XAVIER DE MAISTRE young youth
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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...