Confessions of an English opium eater

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A. & C. Black, 1878

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Side 284 - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie Beneath the churchyard tree.
Side 191 - That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes : — this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me — in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed. Here was a panacea — a ^UMO-/ nviyStt for all human woes: here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages...
Side 208 - O just, subtle, and all-conquering opium! that, to the hearts of rich and poor alike, for the wounds that will never heal, and for the pangs of grief that "tempt the spirit to rebel," bringest an assuaging balm — eloquent opium!
Side 267 - ... same, and not older. Her looks were tranquil, but with unusual solemnity of expression; and I now gazed upon her with some awe; but suddenly her countenance grew dim, and, turning to the mountains, I perceived...
Side 284 - And often after sunset, sir, When it is light and fair, I take my little porringer And eat my supper there.
Side 257 - I am convinced is true; viz., that the dread book of account which the Scriptures speak of is in fact the mind itself of each individual.
Side 203 - ... no longer painful to dwell upon ; but the detail of its incidents removed, or blended in some hazy abstraction ; and its passions exalted, spiritualized and sublimed.
Side 255 - I seemed every night to descend, not metaphorically, but literally to descend, into chasms and sunless abysses, depths below depths, from which it seemed hopeless that I could ever reascend. Nor did I, by waking, feel that I had reascended.
Side 258 - Romanus; especially when the consul is introduced in his military character. I mean to say that the words king — sultan — regent, &c., or any other titles of those who embody in their own persons the collective majesty of a great people, had less power over my reverential feelings.
Side 260 - Piranesi both are lost in the upper gloom of the hall. With the same power of endless growth and selfreproduction did my architecture proceed in dreams.

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