A Memoir of Ralph Waldo Emerson, Volume 2

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Houghton Mifflin, 1887 - 809 pages
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Page 595 - under sentence of death, he spoke of him as " that new saint, than whom none purer or more brave was ever led by love of men into conflict and death, — the new saint awaiting his martyrdom, and who, if he shall suffer, will make the gallows glorious like the cross.
Page 487 - You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. To-morrow is a new day; you shall begin it well and serenely, and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This day for all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its
Page 564 - I '11 bet you fifty dollars a day for three weeks that you will not leave your library, and wade, and freeze, and ride, and run, and suffer all manner of indignities, and stand up for an hour each night reading in a hall;' and I answer, ' I '11 bet I will.
Page 435 - reason. If there are inconveniences and what is called ruin in the way, because we have so enervated and maimed ourselves, yet it would be like dying of perfumes to sink in the effort to reattach the deeds of every day to the holy and mysterious recesses of life.
Page 624 - in his journal in 1859] what were once called novelties, for twenty-five or thirty years, and have not now one disciple. Why ? Not that what I said was not true ; not that it has not found intelligent receivers ; but because it did not go from any wish in me to bring men to me, but to themselves.
Page 622 - Listening with eyes averse I see him sit Pricked with the cider of the judge's wit, (Ripe-hearted homebrew, fresh and fresh again,) While the wise nose's firm-built aquiline Curves sharper to restrain The merriment whose most unruly moods Pass not the dumb laugh learned in listening woods Of silence-shedding pine.
Page 551 - one meets now and then here with wonderfully witty men, all-knowing, who have tried everything and have everything, and are quite superior to letters and science. What could they not, if they only would ? I saw such a one yesterday, with the odd name, too, of Arthur Helps.
Page 682 - are told; Love wakes anew this throbbing heart, And we are never old. Over the winter glaciers I see the summer glow, And through the wild-piled snow-drift The warm rosebuds below.
Page 559 - It was with a feeling of pre-determined dislike that I had the curiosity to look at Emerson at Lord Northampton's a fortnight ago; when in an instant all my dislike vanished. He has one of the most interesting countenances I ever beheld,— a combination of intelligence and sweetness that quite disarmed me. I
Page 422 - I have not yet conquered my own house ; it irks and repents me. Shall I raise the siege of this hen-coop, and march baffled away to a pretended siege of Babylon ? It seems to me that so to do were to dodge the problem I am set to solve, and to hide my impotency in the thick of a crowd.

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