Sandra Belloni: Originally Emilia in England

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C. Scribner's sons, 1896 - English literature - 492 pages
 

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Page 51 - And more than this : our language is not rich in subtleties for prose. A writer who is not servile and has insight, must coin from his own mint.
Page 5 - That is to say, they supposed that they enjoyed exclusive possession of the Nice Feelings, and exclusively comprehended the Fine Shades. Whereof more will be said; but in the meantime it will explain their propensity to mount; it will account for their irritation at the material obstructions surrounding them; and possibly the philosopher will now have his eye on the source of that extraordinary sense of superiority to mankind which was the crown of their complacent brows. Eclipsed as they may be...
Page 27 - In the case of Tracy Runningbrook, they had furnished a signal instance of their discernment. Him they had met at the house of a friend of the Tinleys (a Colonel's wife distantly connected with great houses). The Tinleys laughed at his flaming head and him, but the ladies of Brookfield had ears and eyes for a certain tone and style about him, before they learnt that he was of the blood of dukes, and would be a famous poet.
Page 91 - One may also be a gallant fellow, and harsh, exacting, doubledealing, and I know not what besides, in youth. The question asked by nature is, " Has he the heart to take and keep an impression...
Page 174 - Man is the laughing animal; and at the end of an infinite search, the philosopher finds himself clinging to laughter as the best of human fruit, purely human, and sane, and comforting.
Page 159 - ... have been made the conspicuous victim of this worst form of the impotence of the moment. There is a sentence spoken by Emilia in that novel of George Meredith which no longer bears her more attractive name, through which we may see Beethoven as he was : ' I have seen his picture in shop-windows : the wind seemed in his hair, and he seemed to hear with his eyes : his forehead frowning so.
Page 51 - The point to be considered is, whether fiction demands a perfectly smooth surface. Undoubtedly a scientific work does, and a philosophical treatise should. When we ask for facts simply, we feel the intrusion of a style. Of fiction it is part. In the one case the classical robe, in the other any mediaeval phantasy of clothing . . . And more than this: our language is not rich in subtleties for prose.
Page 5 - Whereof more will be said ; but in the meantime it will explain their propensity to mount; it will account for their irritation at the material obstructions surrounding them ; and possibly the philosopher will now have his eye on the source of that extraordinary sense of superiority to mankind which was the crown of their complacent brows. Eclipsed as they may be in the gross appreciation of the world by other people, who excel in this and that accomplishment, persons that nourish Nice Feelings and...
Page 52 - ... of pen points — must be raised against every newly minted word and hazardous coiner, or we shall be inundated. If he can leap the barrier he and his goods must be admitted. So it has been with our greatest, so it must be with the rest of them, or we shall have a Transatlantic literature.
Page 376 - ... much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself. " My duty to my father," being cited by Cornelia, Sir Purcell had to contend with it.

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