The Collected Writings of Thomas De Quincey, Bind 2A. and C. Black, 1889 - 454 sider |
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... truth ; feeling neither hope nor fear of a personal nature , without fee , and without favour . I have been assured from many quarters that the great body of the public are quite in the dark about the whole manner of living in our ...
... truth ; feeling neither hope nor fear of a personal nature , without fee , and without favour . I have been assured from many quarters that the great body of the public are quite in the dark about the whole manner of living in our ...
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... truth ) —starting , in fact , from prejudices , and absolute errors of fact , which operate most uncharitably upon their construc- tion of those insulated statements , which are continually put forward by designing men . Hence , I can ...
... truth ) —starting , in fact , from prejudices , and absolute errors of fact , which operate most uncharitably upon their construc- tion of those insulated statements , which are continually put forward by designing men . Hence , I can ...
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... truths so shaped as to meet the shifting forms of error ; its armouries are piled and marshalled in human memories ; its cohesion lies in human zeal , in discipline , in childlike docility ; and all its triumphs , its pomps , and ...
... truths so shaped as to meet the shifting forms of error ; its armouries are piled and marshalled in human memories ; its cohesion lies in human zeal , in discipline , in childlike docility ; and all its triumphs , its pomps , and ...
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... truth , but without shame . For now comes in , as a sudden revelation , and as a sort of deus ex machina , for the vindication of the truth , the simple answer to that question proposed above , Wherefore , and to what end , are the vast ...
... truth , but without shame . For now comes in , as a sudden revelation , and as a sort of deus ex machina , for the vindication of the truth , the simple answer to that question proposed above , Wherefore , and to what end , are the vast ...
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... truth itself , and received in a spirit of candour the most indulgent , may be all too little to defend these venerable seats of learning from the ruin which seems brooding over them . Yet , no ! Abominable is the language of despair ...
... truth itself , and received in a spirit of candour the most indulgent , may be all too little to defend these venerable seats of learning from the ruin which seems brooding over them . Yet , no ! Abominable is the language of despair ...
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absolute admiration Ambleside amongst believe Buttermere called character Charles Lloyd chiefly Christ Church circumstances Coleridge Coleridge's common Coniston connexion cottage Demosthenes discipline doctrine Edinburgh Edinburgh Annual effect England English expression fact feeling felt gentleman German Grasmere Greek habits happened Hawkshead heard honour human idea intellectual interest Kant Keswick known lady Lake language least less literary literature living Lloyd Lord Lord Brougham means miles mind nature never notice object once original Oxford Paley party peculiar perhaps person philosophy philosophy of space poem poet political profession Professor question Quincey Quincey's rank reader reason regard respect Robert Southey Samuel Taylor Coleridge sense society Southey Southey's speaking spirit style supposed Tait's Magazine things thought tion truth University Whig whilst whole William Wordsworth Worcester College words writer young
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Side 258 - Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired...
Side 264 - All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice in games Confederate, imitative of the chase" And woodland pleasures, - the resounding horn, The pack loud chiming, and the hunted hare.
Side 210 - But how can He expect that others should Build for him, sow for him, and at his call Love him, who for himself will take no heed at all...
Side 206 - My shaping spirit of Imagination. For not to think of what I needs must feel But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan; Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Side 237 - She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay. I saw her upon nearer view...
Side 442 - And take delight in its activity; Even so this happy Creature of herself Is all-sufficient; solitude to her Is blithe society, who fills the air With gladness and involuntary songs.
Side 295 - The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Side 139 - I were to linger upon this, the greatest event in the unfolding of my own mind. Let me say in one word, that, at a period when neither the one nor the other writer was valued by the public — both having a long warfare to accomplish of contumely and ridicule, before they could rise into their present estimation — I found in these poems " the ray of a new morning," and an absolute revelation of untrodden worlds, teeming with power and beauty, as yet unsuspected amongst men.
Side 452 - When Mrs. Siddons came into the room, there happened to be no chair ready for her, which he observing, said with a smile, ' Madam, you who so often occasion a want of seats to other people, will the more easily excuse the want of one yourself.
Side 150 - I recognized my object. This was Coleridge. I examined him steadfastly for a minute or more ; and it struck me that he saw neither myself nor any other object in the street.