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... lying idle in their sorrowful bosom ; their hopes , outlooks , share of this fair world , shut in by narrow walls . They sit there , pent up , as in a kind of horrid enchantment ; glad to be imprisoned and enchanted , that they may not ...
... lying idle in their sorrowful bosom ; their hopes , outlooks , share of this fair world , shut in by narrow walls . They sit there , pent up , as in a kind of horrid enchantment ; glad to be imprisoned and enchanted , that they may not ...
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... lies a whole mountain region and land , not yet emerged . A human Mother and Father had said to themselves , What shall we do to escape starvation ? We are deep sunk here , in our dark cellar ; and help is far.- Yes , in the Ugolino ...
... lies a whole mountain region and land , not yet emerged . A human Mother and Father had said to themselves , What shall we do to escape starvation ? We are deep sunk here , in our dark cellar ; and help is far.- Yes , in the Ugolino ...
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... lie poor sallow workworn weavers , and complain no more now ; women themselves are slashed and sabred , howling terror fills the air ... lies in these strong men , -inconsiderable , almost stupid , as all they can articulate of it 16 PROEM .
... lie poor sallow workworn weavers , and complain no more now ; women themselves are slashed and sabred , howling terror fills the air ... lies in these strong men , -inconsiderable , almost stupid , as all they can articulate of it 16 PROEM .
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... lies under the Edgeware Road , near Tyburn Turnpike , at this hour ; and his memory is - Nay , what matters what his memory is ? His memory , at bottom , is or yet shall be as that of a god ; a terror and horror to all quacks and ...
... lies under the Edgeware Road , near Tyburn Turnpike , at this hour ; and his memory is - Nay , what matters what his memory is ? His memory , at bottom , is or yet shall be as that of a god ; a terror and horror to all quacks and ...
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... lies in them as a dumb wish perhaps only , still more inarticulate , as a dumb , altogether unconscious want . This is the supportable approxima- tion they would rest patient with , That by their work they might be kept alive to work ...
... lies in them as a dumb wish perhaps only , still more inarticulate , as a dumb , altogether unconscious want . This is the supportable approxima- tion they would rest patient with , That by their work they might be kept alive to work ...
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Page 136 - 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!
Page 151 - The Situation that has not its Duty, its Ideal, was never yet occupied by man. Yes here, in this poor, miserable, hampered, despicable Actual, wherein thou even now standest, here or nowhere is thy Ideal; work it out therefrom; and working, believe, live, be free.
Page 131 - Hast thou not a heart; canst thou not suffer whatsoever it be; and, as a Child of Freedom, though outcast, trample Tophet itself under thy feet, while it consumes thee? Let it come, then; I will meet it and defy it!
Page 197 - The latest Gospel in this world is, Know thy work and do it. ' Know thyself: ' long enough has that poor 'self of thine tormented thee; thou wilt never get to ' know ' it, I believe ! Think it not thy business, this of knowing thyself; thou art an unknowable individual: know what thou canst work at ; and work at it, like a Hercules ! That will be thy better plan.
Page 148 - Foolish soul! What Act of Legislature was there that thou shouldst be Happy? A little while ago thou hadst no right to be at all. What if thou wert born and predestined not to be Happy, but to be Unhappy!
Page 179 - 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. For in thee, too, lay a god-created Form, but it was not to be unfolded ; encrusted must it stand with the thick adhesions and defacements of Labour ; and thy body, like thy soul, was not to know freedom. Yet toil on, toil on ; thou art in thy duty, be out of it who may; thou toilest for the altogether indispensable, for daily...
Page 148 - On the roaring billows of Time, thou art not engulfed, but borne aloft into the azure of Eternity. Love not Pleasure ; love God. This is the EVERLASTING YEA, wherein all contradiction is solved: wherein whoso walks and works, it is well with him.
Page 172 - In the Symbol proper, what we can call a Symbol, there is ever, more or less distinctly and directly, some embodiment and revelation of the Infinite ; the Infinite is made to blend itself with the Finite, to stand visible, and as it were, attainable there.
Page 188 - There is but one Temple in the Universe," says the devout Novalis, "and that is the Body of Man. Nothing is holier than that high form. Bending before men is a reverence done to this Revelation in the Flesh. We touch Heaven when we lay our hand on a human body!
Page 129 - ... 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.