MiscellaniesHoughton, Mifflin, 1898 - 429 pages |
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... mortal to die , the immor- tal and divine to survive . There is something antique , even , in his style of treating his sub- ject , reminding us that Heroes and Demi - gods , Fates and Furies , still exist ; the common man is nothing to ...
... mortal to die , the immor- tal and divine to survive . There is something antique , even , in his style of treating his sub- ject , reminding us that Heroes and Demi - gods , Fates and Furies , still exist ; the common man is nothing to ...
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... mortal See , but , scorched by the sun's clear flame , Will change your color's bloom ; and to you glad The various - robed night will conceal the light , And sun disperse the ... mortals more than just , PROMETHEUS BOUND OF ÆSCHYLUS 289.
... mortal See , but , scorched by the sun's clear flame , Will change your color's bloom ; and to you glad The various - robed night will conceal the light , And sun disperse the ... mortals more than just , PROMETHEUS BOUND OF ÆSCHYLUS 289.
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... mortals in these ills relieve ? Falsely thee the divinities Prometheus Call ; for you yourself need one foreseeing In what manner you will escape this fortune . PROMETHEUS , alone . O divine ether , and ye swift - winged winds ...
... mortals in these ills relieve ? Falsely thee the divinities Prometheus Call ; for you yourself need one foreseeing In what manner you will escape this fortune . PROMETHEUS , alone . O divine ether , and ye swift - winged winds ...
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... mortal , or else mingled , Came it to this terminal hill A witness of my sufferings , or wishing what ? Behold bound me ... mortals . Alas ! alas ! what fluttering do I hear Of birds near ? for the air rustles With the soft rippling of ...
... mortal , or else mingled , Came it to this terminal hill A witness of my sufferings , or wishing what ? Behold bound me ... mortals . Alas ! alas ! what fluttering do I hear Of birds near ? for the air rustles With the soft rippling of ...
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... Mortals assisting I myself found trouble . Not indeed with penalties like these thought I That I should pine on lofty rocks , Gaining this drear unneighbored hill . But bewail not my present woes , But alighting , the fortunes creeping ...
... Mortals assisting I myself found trouble . Not indeed with penalties like these thought I That I should pine on lofty rocks , Gaining this drear unneighbored hill . But bewail not my present woes , But alighting , the fortunes creeping ...
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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.