MiscellaniesHoughton, Mifflin, 1898 - 429 pages |
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... heard by all respectfully , by many with a sympathy that surprised them- selves . - It was said of Plotinus that he was ashamed of his body , and ' t is very likely he had good reason for it , that his body was a bad ser- vant , and he ...
... heard by all respectfully , by many with a sympathy that surprised them- selves . - It was said of Plotinus that he was ashamed of his body , and ' t is very likely he had good reason for it , that his body was a bad ser- vant , and he ...
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... heard a note which he called that of the night - warbler , a bird he had never iden- tified , had been in search of twelve years , which always , when he saw it , was in the act of div- ing down into a tree or bush , and which it was ...
... heard a note which he called that of the night - warbler , a bird he had never iden- tified , had been in search of twelve years , which always , when he saw it , was in the act of div- ing down into a tree or bush , and which it was ...
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... heard as with ear - trumpet , and his memory was a photographic register of all he saw and heard . And yet none knew better than he that it is not the fact that imports , but the impression or effect of the fact on your mind . Every ...
... heard as with ear - trumpet , and his memory was a photographic register of all he saw and heard . And yet none knew better than he that it is not the fact that imports , but the impression or effect of the fact on your mind . Every ...
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... heard the hound , and the tramp of the horse , and even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud ; and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them themselves . " 1 His riddles were worth the reading , and I confide ...
... heard the hound , and the tramp of the horse , and even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud ; and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them themselves . " 1 His riddles were worth the reading , and I confide ...
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... heard . loved Nature so well , was so happy in her soli- tude , that he became very jealous of cities , and the sad work which their refinements and arti- fices made with man and his dwelling . The axe was always destroying his forest ...
... heard . loved Nature so well , was so happy in her soli- tude , that he became very jealous of cities , and the sad work which their refinements and arti- fices made with man and his dwelling . The axe was always destroying his forest ...
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Miscellanies: Embracing Nature, Addresses, and Lectures Ralph Waldo Emerson No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 229 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Page 248 - They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
Page 135 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the ramparts we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Page vii - Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will, Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all.
Page 132 - ... to satisfy that idea of government which they have. Governments show thus how successfully men can be imposed on, even impose on themselves, for their own advantage. It is excellent, we must all allow. Yet this government never of itself furthered any enterprise, but by the alacrity with which it got out of its way.
Page 155 - I saw that the State was half-witted, that it was timid as a lone woman with her silver spoons, and that it did not know its friends from its foes, and I lost all my remaining respect for it, and pitied it.
Page 136 - All men recognize the right of revolution; that is, the right to refuse allegiance to and to resist the government, when its tyranny or its inefficiency are great and unendurable.
Page 149 - ... prison. The proper place to-day, the only place which Massachusetts has provided for her freer and less desponding spirits, is in her prisons, to be put out and locked out of the State by her own act, as they have already put themselves out by their principles. It is there that the fugitive slave, and the Mexican prisoner on parole, and the Indian come to plead the wrongs of his race...
Page 31 - The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or, perchance, a palace or temple on the earth, and, at length the middle-aged man concludes to build a wood-shed with them.
Page 232 - Some eighteen hundred years ago Christ was crucified; this morning, perchance, Captain Brown was hung. These are the two ends of a chain which is not without its links. He is not Old Brown any longer; he is an angel of light.