Sartor Resartus: The Life and Opinions of Herr TeufelsdrockhChapman & Hall, 1891 - 288 sider |
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... UNDER WAY 5555 61 69 82 · V. ROMANCE · • 92 VI . SORROWs of TeufelSDRÖCKH 102 VII . THE EVERLASTING NO VIII . CENtre of IndIFFERENCE IX . THE EVERLASTING YEA 9 IIO • 117 • 126 X PAUSE • 136 V BOOK III . СНАР . I. INCIDENT IN MODERN.
... UNDER WAY 5555 61 69 82 · V. ROMANCE · • 92 VI . SORROWs of TeufelSDRÖCKH 102 VII . THE EVERLASTING NO VIII . CENtre of IndIFFERENCE IX . THE EVERLASTING YEA 9 IIO • 117 • 126 X PAUSE • 136 V BOOK III . СНАР . I. INCIDENT IN MODERN.
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... Sorrow bagged - up " in pouches of leather : there , topladen , and with four swift " horses , rolls - in the country Baron and his household ; here , " on timber - leg , the lamed Soldier hops painfully along , beg- ging alms a ...
... Sorrow bagged - up " in pouches of leather : there , topladen , and with four swift " horses , rolls - in the country Baron and his household ; here , " on timber - leg , the lamed Soldier hops painfully along , beg- ging alms a ...
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... sorrow and sin for ' us ; and they do it . ' • • • CHAPTER VI . APRONS . ONE of the most unsatisfactory Sections in the whole Vol- ume is that on Aprons . What though stout old Gao , the Persian Blacksmith , ' whose Apron , now indeed ...
... sorrow and sin for ' us ; and they do it . ' • • • CHAPTER VI . APRONS . ONE of the most unsatisfactory Sections in the whole Vol- ume is that on Aprons . What though stout old Gao , the Persian Blacksmith , ' whose Apron , now indeed ...
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... sorrow got vent ; but in my heart there lay a whole ' lake of tears , pent - up in silent desolation . Nevertheless the unworn Spirit is strong ; Life is so healthful that it even finds ⚫ nourishment in Death : these stern experiences ...
... sorrow got vent ; but in my heart there lay a whole ' lake of tears , pent - up in silent desolation . Nevertheless the unworn Spirit is strong ; Life is so healthful that it even finds ⚫ nourishment in Death : these stern experiences ...
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... Sorrow's fire - whip , and all the Gehenna Bailiffs ⚫ that patrol and inhabit ever - vexed Time , cannot thenceforth harm us any more ! ' Close by which rather beautiful apostrophe , lies a laboured Character of the deceased Andreas ...
... Sorrow's fire - whip , and all the Gehenna Bailiffs ⚫ that patrol and inhabit ever - vexed Time , cannot thenceforth harm us any more ! ' Close by which rather beautiful apostrophe , lies a laboured Character of the deceased Andreas ...
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Adamite amid Andreas Apron art thou Auscultator Baphometic become biped Blumine Body Book-packages Capricornus celestial CHAPTER Church-Clothes Clothes-Philosophy Dandiacal dark dead Devil Diogenes discern divine dröckh Earth Editor Enchiridion of Epictetus Entepfuhl Eternity everywhere existence eyes faculty fancy feeling felsdröckh Garment German Godlike hand happy hast thou heart Heaven Herr Heuschrecke hitherto Hofrath hope infinite invisible John Baliol less lies light living look Love man's Mankind Marchfeld melodious Singer ment miracle Mystagogue mysterious mystic Nature never Nevertheless nowise once Paper-bags perhaps Philosophy of Clothes Poor-Slave present racter readers round Sartor Resartus Satanic School Science of Things Sect seems silent Society Sorrow sort soul Spirit stand Stoicism strange Symbols Tailors Teufels Teufelsdröckh thee thereof things thought thyself tion toil Tophet true tural Universe unspeakable visible Volume Weissnichtwo whereby wherein whole whoso wilt wonder words worship young
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Side 116 - What art thou afraid of ? Wherefore, like a coward, dost thou forever pip and whimper, and go cowering and trembling ? Despicable biped ! what is the sum-total of the worst that lies before thee ? Death ? Well, Death ; and say the pangs of Tophet too, and all that the Devil and Man may, will or can do against thee ! Hast thou not a heart ; canst thou not suffer...
Side 157 - If the poor and humble toil that we have food, must not the high and glorious toil for him in return, that he have light, have guidance, freedom, immortality ? These two, in all their degrees, I honour ; all else is chaff and dust, which let the wind blow whither it listeth.
Side 114 - To me the Universe was all void of Life, of Purpose, of Volition, even of Hostility: it was one huge, dead, immeasurable Steam-engine, rolling on, in its dead indifference, to grind me limb from limb.
Side 157 - For us was thy back so bent, for us were thy straight limbs and fingers so deformed; thou wert our conscript, on whom the lot fell, and fighting our battles wert so marred.
Side 121 - And now to that same spot in the south of Spain are thirty similar French artisans, from a French Dumdrudge, in like manner wending, till at length, after infinite effort, the two parties come into actual juxtaposition; and thirty stands fronting thirty, each with a gun in his hand. "Straightway the word 'Fire!
Side 114 - A certain inarticulate Self-consciousness dwells dimly in us ; which only our Works can render articulate and decisively discernible. Our Works are the mirror wherein the spirit first sees its natural lineaments. Hence, too, the folly of that impossible Precept, Know thyself ; till it be translated into this partially possible one, Know what thou canst work at.
Side 157 - A second man I honour, and still more highly: Him who is seen toiling for the spiritually indispensable; not daily bread, but the bread of Life.
Side 157 - Two men I honour, and no third. First, the toil-worn Craftsman that with earth-made Implement laboriously conquers the Earth, and makes her man's. Venerable to me is the hard Hand; crooked, coarse; wherein notwithstanding lies a cunning virtue, indefeasibly royal, as of the Sceptre of this Planet. Venerable too is the rugged face, all weather-tanned, besoiled, with its rude intelligence; for it is the face of a Man living manlike.
Side 184 - Thus, like some wild-flaming, wild-thundering train of Heaven's Artillery, does this mysterious MANKIND thunder and flame, in longdrawn, quick-succeeding grandeur, through the unknown Deep. Thus, like a God-created, fire-breathing Spirit-host, we emerge from the Inane; haste stormfully across the astonished Earth; then plunge again into the Inane.
Side 185 - These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this unsubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind.