The Right Place: A Book of PleasuresChatto & Windus, 1924 - 224 էջ |
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... youth , on the goodness of God . Much of his talk about Heaven itself has been sacrilegious enough . When the Claudio of Measure for Measure , the poor little gluttonous sheep that had fatted himself for the butcher , was wriggling and ...
... youth , on the goodness of God . Much of his talk about Heaven itself has been sacrilegious enough . When the Claudio of Measure for Measure , the poor little gluttonous sheep that had fatted himself for the butcher , was wriggling and ...
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... youth with no impulse to walk in the ways of its heart , and in the sight of its eyes , and deposed for ever from its august and precarious stewardship of the clean blood of a race ! Conceive the light that never was on sea or land , no ...
... youth with no impulse to walk in the ways of its heart , and in the sight of its eyes , and deposed for ever from its august and precarious stewardship of the clean blood of a race ! Conceive the light that never was on sea or land , no ...
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... youth penetrates with uncertain feet the central wilds and dark places of algebra - books . The toughness of our task , as compared with that of a hen , is said to be roughly indicated by the contrast between the preparation required ...
... youth penetrates with uncertain feet the central wilds and dark places of algebra - books . The toughness of our task , as compared with that of a hen , is said to be roughly indicated by the contrast between the preparation required ...
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... youth . All the rest of the year your youth is running down within you . The salt of living — not of success and arrival but of mere living , the conscious adventure - is losing its savour ; insensibly the days are coming near “ when ...
... youth . All the rest of the year your youth is running down within you . The salt of living — not of success and arrival but of mere living , the conscious adventure - is losing its savour ; insensibly the days are coming near “ when ...
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... youth , to speak a little cavalierly of Nyon and Vevey , Clarens and Montreux , with their Babylonish hotels , their pensionnaires and dress baskets , and cohorts of counts disguised as hall porters , and iron garden chairs beyond ...
... youth , to speak a little cavalierly of Nyon and Vevey , Clarens and Montreux , with their Babylonish hotels , their pensionnaires and dress baskets , and cohorts of counts disguised as hall porters , and iron garden chairs beyond ...
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Էջ 196 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Էջ 68 - Every moment some form grows perfect in hand or face; some tone on the hills or the sea is choicer than the rest ; some mood of passion or insight or intellectual excitement is irresistibly real and attractive for us, — for that moment only.
Էջ 35 - ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat, these and other sights had so fully...
Էջ 1 - Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candlelight, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself — do these things go out with life...
Էջ 102 - Land of Hope and Glory, Mother of the Free, How shall we extol thee, Who are born of thee? Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set; God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet; God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.
Էջ 50 - Most men eddy about Here and there— eat and drink, Chatter and love and hate. Gather and squander, are raised Aloft, are hurl'd in the dust, Striving blindly, achieving Nothing; and then they die— Perish; and no one asks Who or what they have been, More than he asks what waves In the moonlit solitudes mild Of the midmost Ocean, have swell'd, Foam'd for a moment, and gone.
Էջ 68 - Not the fruit of experience, but experience itself, is the end. A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life. How may we see in them all that is to be seen in them by the finest senses? How shall we pass most swiftly from point to point, and be present always at the focus where the greatest number of vital forces unite in their purest energy?
Էջ 33 - ... There the merry little hopes grow for the climber like flowers and food, immediate, prompt to prove their uses, sufficient if just within the grasp, as mortal hopes should be. How the old lax life closes in about you there ! You are the man of your faculties, nothing more. Why should a man pretend to more? We ask it wonderingly when we are healthy. Poetic rhapsodists in the vales below may tell you of the joy and grandeur of the upper regions, they cannot pluck you the medical herb. He gets that...
Էջ 73 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work...
Էջ 33 - Carry your fever to the Alps, you of minds diseased; not to sit down in sight of them ruminating, for bodily ease and comfort will trick the soul and set you measuring our lean humanity against yonder sublime and infinite; but mount, rack the limbs, wrestle it out among the peaks; taste danger, sweat, earn rest; learn to discover ungrudgingly that haggard fatigue is the fair vision you have run to earth, and that rest is your uttermost reward. Would you know what it is to hope again, and have all...