The Poet at the Breakfast-table: His Talks with His Fellow-boarders and the Reader |
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Page 47 - Dont waste your time at family funerals grieving for your relatives: attend to life, not to death: there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and better.
Page 390 - And the house, when it was in building, was built of stone made ready before it was brought thither : so that there was neither hammer nor axe nor any tool of iron heard in the house, while it was building.
Page 130 - Convinc'd, she now contracts her vast design, And all her triumphs shrink into a coin.
Page 190 - Who knows whether the best of men be known, or whether there be not more remarkable persons forgot, than any that stand remembered in the known account of time...
Page 310 - It is the province of knowledge to speak, and it is the privilege of wisdom to listen.
Page 103 - 11 ask my papa How he dared to propose to my darling mamma; Was he like the rest of them? Goodness! Who knows? And what shall / say, if a wretch should propose ? I am thinking if Aunt knew so little of sin, What a wonder Aunt Tabitha's aunt must have been! And her grand-aunt — it scares me — how shockingly sad That we girls of to-day are so frightfully bad I A martyr will save us, and nothing else can; Let me perish — to rescue some wretched young man!
Page 125 - At first, all will be dark and comfortless ; but if you persevere day and night, you will feel an ineffable joy ; and no sooner has the soul discovered the place of the heart, than it is involved in a mystic and ethereal light.
Page 252 - He was once a man ; and of some little name ; but of no worth, as his present unparalleled case makes but too manifest ; for by the immediate hand of an avenging God, his very thinking substance has for more than seyen years been continually wasting away, till it is wholly perished out of <him, if it be not utterly come to nothing.
Page 58 - I said with a note of interrogation. — Not quite so ambitious as that, sir. I should like to put my eyes on the individual entitled to that name! A society may call itself an Entomological Society, but the man who arrogates such a broad title as that to himself, in the present state of science, is a pretender, sir, a dilettante, an impostor! No man can be truly called an entomologist, sir; the subject is too vast for any single human intelligence to grasp.
Page 73 - ... em at once, and then a grand clatter and scramble and string of jumps, up and down, back and forward, one hand over the other, like a stampede of rats and mice more than like anything I call music. I like to hear a woman sing, and I like to hear a fiddle sing, but these noises they hammer out of their wood and ivory anvils — don't talk to me, I know the difference between a bullfrog and a woodthrush...