The Life of John Ruskin, Volume 1

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Macmillan, 1911 - Literary Criticism - 615 pages
 

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Page 499 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Page 530 - Such a nation might truly say to corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.
Page 507 - No scene is continually and untiringly loved, but one rich by joyful human labour ; smooth in field, fair in garden ; full in orchard ; trim, sweet, and frequent in homestead ; ringing with voices of vivid existence.
Page 331 - Through wither'd bents — romantic note and clear, Meet for a hermit's ear, — The wheeling kite's wild solitary cry, And, scarcely heard so high, The dashing waters when the air is still, From many a torrent rill That winds unseen beneath the shaggy fell, Track'd by the blue mist well : Such sounds as make deep silence in the heart, For thought to do her part.
Page 522 - ... continually altered in shape, and even warped and broken, by digressions respecting social questions, which had for me an interest tenfold greater than the work I had been forced into undertaking. Every principle of painting which I have stated is traced to some vital or spiritual fact ; and in my works on architecture the preference accorded finally to one school over another, is founded on a comparison of their influences on the life of the workman...
Page 103 - You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet, Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone? Of two such lessons, why forget The nobler and the manlier one? You have the letters Cadmus gave; Think ye he meant them for a slave?
Page 357 - ... the sound of its bells for prayer still rolling through its rents ; and the grey peak of it seen far across the sea, principal of the three that rise above the waste of surfy sand and hillocked shore, — the lighthouse for life, and the belfry for labour, and this for patience and praise.
Page 145 - Hitherto I have only had instinct to guide me in judging of art; I feel now as if I had been walking blindfold —this book seems to give me eyes. I do wish I had pictures within reach by which to test the new sense. Who can read these glowing descriptions of Turner's works without longing to see them?
Page 238 - Do not let us talk then of restoration. The thing is a Lie from beginning to end. You may make a model of a building as you may of a corpse, and your model may...
Page 25 - The first thing which I remember as an event in life, was being taken by my nurse to the brow of Friar's Crag on Derwentwater; the intense joy, mingled with awe, that I had in looking through the hollows in the mossy roots, over the crag, into the dark lake, has associated itself more or less with all twining roots of trees ever since.

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