Lilliput Lectures |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 8
Page 17
... turn the difficult corners that I feel sure if , on a first glance , any speculative reader thinks he has hit upon something with which he or his school does not agree , yet that a second glance will assure him that the language I have ...
... turn the difficult corners that I feel sure if , on a first glance , any speculative reader thinks he has hit upon something with which he or his school does not agree , yet that a second glance will assure him that the language I have ...
Page 39
... turning and shining , and never coming to an end ; as if you were to be taken through the rooms of a king's palace that never came to an end . You may think the man who went with the angel all over heaven saw a beautiful sight , and so ...
... turning and shining , and never coming to an end ; as if you were to be taken through the rooms of a king's palace that never came to an end . You may think the man who went with the angel all over heaven saw a beautiful sight , and so ...
Page 55
... shall perhaps come to another time when it is our turn to think of Commerce and Government . In the meanwhile , I daresay you do not know what Little Boy Blue did once : All in the morning early , The Little Boy in Cities 55.
... shall perhaps come to another time when it is our turn to think of Commerce and Government . In the meanwhile , I daresay you do not know what Little Boy Blue did once : All in the morning early , The Little Boy in Cities 55.
Page 64
... turning up in different shapes . I remember , when I was quite little , being almost troubled in trying to find out the reason why the Russians were so fond of enormous bells . Let us suppose a person , young or old , to have before him ...
... turning up in different shapes . I remember , when I was quite little , being almost troubled in trying to find out the reason why the Russians were so fond of enormous bells . Let us suppose a person , young or old , to have before him ...
Page 82
... turn out Ugly , and nothing can be a work of Art that is not beautiful . And here we must leave this till you are older , and go to the second reason why the boy in the garden was not an Artist , -though what he did was make - believe ...
... turn out Ugly , and nothing can be a work of Art that is not beautiful . And here we must leave this till you are older , and go to the second reason why the boy in the garden was not an Artist , -though what he did was make - believe ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Artist awful battle of Marathon beautiful beginning better boys and girls Charity chilblains child chords church clever corn Covent Garden Daily Mail darkness desolate island earth exchange father and mother feel flowers give Government happened head hearts heaven House of Dreams houses human JOSEPH HOCKING keep kind laws little boy living creatures London London town look Lord make-believe means mercy Metz mind Morning Boy nearly never Night Girl notice once pain pair parents perhaps person philosophers piece of string punishment questions reason rivers Robinson Crusoe round rulers shine ships skies Slowitts soldier speak stars story strong stronger suppose tell things Thou thought true thing understand watch Westminster School wicked wind wish women wonderful word write wrong young
Popular passages
Page 34 - And talks to itself on the top of the hills. You, friendly Earth ! how far do you go With the wheat fields that nod and the rivers that flow, With cities and gardens, and cliffs and isles, And people upon you for thousands of miles ? Ah, you are so great, and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, A whisper within me seemed to say...
Page 35 - Ah, you are so great and I am so small, I tremble to think of you, World, at all; And yet, when I said my prayers to-day, A whisper inside me seemed to say, "You are more than the Earth, though you are such a dot: You can love and think, and the Earth cannot!
Page 161 - I heard the baby crow and cry. And I thought to myself, How nice it is For me to live in a world like this, Where things can happen, and clocks can strike, And none of the people are made alike; Where Love wants this, and Pain wants that, Where all our hearts want Tit for Tat...
Page 160 - WORLD. 1SAW a new world in my dream, Where all the folks alike did seem : There was no Child, there was no Mother, There was no Change, there was no Other. For everything was Same, the Same ; There was no praise, there was no blame ; There was neither Need nor Help for it ; There was nothing fitting, or unfit. Nobody laughed, nobody wept ; None grew weary, so none slept ; There was nobody born, and nobody wed ; This world was a world of the living-dead. I...
Page 35 - Great, wide, beautiful, wonderful World, With the wonderful water round you curled, And the wonderful grass upon your breast — World, you are beautifully dressed. The wonderful air is over me. And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree, It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the top of the hills.
Page 44 - TNTO the skies, one summer's day, I sent a little Thought away ; Up to where, in the blue round, The sun sat shining without sound. Then my Thought came back to me. — Little Thought, what did you see In the regions whence you come? And when I spoke, my Thought was dumb. But she breathed of what was there, In the pure bright upper air; And, because my Thought so shone, I knew she had been shone upon. Next, by night a Thought I sent Up into the firmament ; When the eager stars were out, And the still...
Page 149 - If I be ruled in other wise, My lot is cast with all that dies, With things that harm, and things that hate, And roam by night, and miss the Gate, — 5.
Page 132 - The generations of the earth; I looked on saints and heroes crowned, And love as wide as heaven is round; I thought, How wonderful it is! — My soul said, There is more than this. Sometimes I have an awful thought That bids me do the thing I ought, It comes like wind, it burns like flame, How shall I give that thought a name? It draws me like a loving kiss — My soul says, There is more than this.
Page 118 - ... Little joys that come and go If you did not love me so ? Father, now my prayer is said, Lay your hand upon my head ! Pleasures pass from day to day, But I know that love will stay. While I sleep it will be near ; I shall wake and find it here; I shall feel it in the air, When I say my morning prayer. And when things are sad or wrong, Then I know that love is strong ; When I ache or when I weep, Then I know that love is deep.