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Page 19 - With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
Page 10 - I had a devouring passion for justice; -justice, first to my own precious self, and then to other oppressed people. Justice was precisely what was least understood in our house, in regard to servants and children. Now and then I desperately poured out my complaints; but in general I brooded over my injuries, and those of others who dared not speak; and then the temptation to suicide was very strong.
Page 194 - She is certainly a woman of wonderful endowments, both intellectual and physical ; and though I share few of her opinions, and regard her as fallible on certain points of judgment, I must still award her my sincerest esteem. The manner in which she combines the highest mental culture with the nicest discharge of feminine duties filled me with admiration; while her affectionate kindness earned my gratitude.
Page 194 - I yet find a worth and greatness in herself, and a consistency, benevolence, perseverance in her practice, such as wins the sincerest esteem and affection. She is not a person to be judged by her writings alone, but rather by her own deeds and life, than "which nothing can be more exemplary or nobler.
Page 299 - Keep innocency, and take heed unto the thing that is right ; for that shall bring a man peace at the last.
Page 163 - In some of its most eloquent parts it stops short of their wishes and expectations ; but they all agree that it is a rare book, doing honour to the head and heart of your able and interesting friend. Mr. Wordsworth praised it with more unreserve — I may say, with more earnestness — than is usual with him. The serene and heavenlyminded Miss Fenwick was prodigal of her admiration. But Mrs. Wordsworth's was the crowning praise. She said — and you know how she would say it — " I wish I had read...
Page 194 - I am at Miss Martineau's for a week. Her house is very pleasant, both within and without; arranged at all points with admirable neatness and comfort. Her visitors enjoy the most perfect liberty ; what she claims for herself she allows them. I rise at my own hour, breakfast alone (she is up at five, takes a cold bath, and a walk by starlight, and has finished breakfast and got to her work by seven o'clock).
Page 25 - I believe it is now generally agreed, among those who know best, that the practice of sewing has been carried much too far for health, even in houses where there is no poverty or pressure of any kind. No one can well be more fond of sewing than I am ; and few, except professional sempstresses, have done more of it : and my testimony is that it is a most hurtful occupation, except where great moderation is observed. I think it is not so much the sitting and stooping posture as the incessant monotonous...
Page 75 - He who loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how shall he love God whom he hath not seen ? You, Mr.
Page 158 - In a letter to Mr. Empson, dated December 1840, friendly and familiar, and which he had no idea would ever reach her eyes, Lord Jeffrey writes thus of " The Hour and the Man : " — I have read Harriet's first volume, and give in my adhesion to her Black Prince with all my heart and soul. The book is really not only beautiful and touching, but noble ; and I do not recollect when I have been more charmed, whether by very sweet and eloquent writing and glowing description, or by elevated as well as...