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Page 132 - The time has come,' the Walrus said, ' To talk of many things: Of shoes - and ships - and sealing wax Of cabbages - and kings And why the sea is boiling hot And whether pigs have wings.
Page 482 - Magic is just the word for it, — the magic of nature ; not merely the beauty of nature, — that the Greeks and Latins had ; not merely an honest smack of the soil, a faithful realism, — that the Germans had ; but the intimate life of nature, her weird power and her fairy charm.
Page 147 - It addresses itself entirely to the imaginative faculty; and although the illusion may be assisted by the effect on the senses of the complicated scenery and decorations of modern times, yet this sort of assistance is dangerous. For the .principal and only genuine excitement ought to come from within, — from the moved and sympathetic imagination...
Page 132 - If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose,' the Walrus said, 'That they could get it clear?' 'I doubt it,' said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear.
Page 137 - By and by we hear news of shipwreck in the same place, and then we are to blame if we accept it not for a rock. Upon the back of that comes out a hideous monster with fire and smoke, and then the miserable beholders are bound to take it for a cave.
Page 404 - Pr'ythee, lead me in: There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny ; 'tis the king's : my robe, And my integrity to heaven, is all I dare now call mine own.
Page 49 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 3 - If you choose to play ! — is my principle. Let a man contend to the uttermost For his life's set prize, be it what it will!