Hyperion: A Romance, Volume 1 (Google eBook)

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S. Colman, 1839 - American literature
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Page 94 - SOMETHING the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn, Something with passion clasp, or perish, And in itself to ashes burn.
Page 163 - Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny: Till that ripe birth Of studied Fate stand forth...
Page 93 - Believe me, the talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well ; and doing well whatever you do, without a thought of fame.
Page 100 - Already the grass shoots forth. The waters leap with thrilling pulse through the veins of the earth; the sap through the veins of the plants and trees; and the blood through the veins of man. What a thrill of delight in spring-time! What a joy in being and moving! Men are at work in gardens ; and in the air there is an odor of the fresh earth.
Page 68 - Chinese proverb is true ; a single conversation across the table with a wise man, is better than ten years
Page 212 - Than many persons more advanced in life ; And if we now and then a sigh must heave At quitting even those we quit in strife, No...
Page 84 - Nature, when transfigured by the miraculous power of poetry ; hamlets and harvest-fields, and nut-brown waters, flowing ever under the forest, vast and shadowy, with all the sights and sounds of rural life. But after all, what are these but the decorations and painted scenery in the great...
Page 84 - But to resume our old theme of scholars and their whereabout," said the Baron, with an unusual glow, caught, no doubt, from the golden sunshine, imprisoned, like the student Anselmus, in the glass bottle ; " where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in the green stillness of the country, where he can hear the heart of Nature beat ; or in the dark, gray town, where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man?
Page 91 - With calm and solemn footsteps the rising tide bears against the rushing torrent up stream, and pushes back the hurrying waters. With no less calm and solemn footsteps, nor less certainly, does a great mind bear up against public opinion, and push back its hurrying stream.
Page 134 - Why have I been born with all these warm affections, these ardent longings after what is good, if they lead only to sorrow and disappointment ? I would love some one, love him once and for ever ; devote myself to him alone, live for him, die for him, exist alone in him ! But, alas ! in all this wide world there is none to love me as I would be loved, none whom I may love as I am capable of loving. How empty, how desolate, seems the world about me ! Why has Heaven given me...

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