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... kind : Since the deepest still is single , Vainly hearts with hearts are twined . It is a well - known fact in physics that no two particles of matter ever truly touch ; their contact is but virtual . An ultimate sphere of force ...
... kind : Since the deepest still is single , Vainly hearts with hearts are twined . It is a well - known fact in physics that no two particles of matter ever truly touch ; their contact is but virtual . An ultimate sphere of force ...
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... flutter in and out of every whim that rises . Any exceptional deprivation , gift or experience , either in kind or degree , in proportion to its distinctive intensity , separates , — emphasizes its 38 THE SOLITUDES OF MAN .
... flutter in and out of every whim that rises . Any exceptional deprivation , gift or experience , either in kind or degree , in proportion to its distinctive intensity , separates , — emphasizes its 38 THE SOLITUDES OF MAN .
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... kind , to leave the unhappy alone with his unhappi- ness . The subject of a severe sorrow , the fibres of his spirit rent from their habituated clingings , shrinking in self - defence from every coarse contact , courts the secrecy of ...
... kind , to leave the unhappy alone with his unhappi- ness . The subject of a severe sorrow , the fibres of his spirit rent from their habituated clingings , shrinking in self - defence from every coarse contact , courts the secrecy of ...
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... kind or degree of experience which others cannot enter into with us leaves us alone . And it is the very characteristic of a keen and massive grief that it takes its subjects into depths where the untried are unwilling to follow . is it ...
... kind or degree of experience which others cannot enter into with us leaves us alone . And it is the very characteristic of a keen and massive grief that it takes its subjects into depths where the untried are unwilling to follow . is it ...
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... kind , is the solitude of love . That contrasts with this as the loneliness of the closet with the loneliness of the grove . There , is the oppression of an imprisoning limit ; here , the free- dom of abounding impulse ; but in both ...
... kind , is the solitude of love . That contrasts with this as the loneliness of the closet with the loneliness of the grove . There , is the oppression of an imprisoning limit ; here , the free- dom of abounding impulse ; but in both ...
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Page 248 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Page 248 - I DID but prompt the age to quit their clogs By the known rules of ancient liberty, When straight a barbarous noise environs me Of owls and cuckoos, asses, apes, and dogs...
Page 293 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me ; I have not flatter'd its rank breath, nor bow'd To its idolatries a patient knee, — Nor coin'd my cheek to smiles, — nor cried aloud In worship of an echo ; in the crowd They could not deem me one of such ; I stood Among them, but not of them...
Page 284 - There is One great society alone on earth : The noble Living and the noble Dead.
Page 55 - Soft hour ! which wakes the wish and melts the heart Of those who sail the seas, on the first day When they from their sweet friends are torn apart ; Or fills with love the pilgrim on his way, As the far bell of vesper makes him start, Seeming to weep the dying day's decay.
Page 72 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumor of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more...
Page 248 - Aleian field I fall Erroneous there to wander and forlorn. Half yet remains unsung, but narrower bound Within the visible diurnal sphere; Standing on earth, not rapt above the pole, More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchanged To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues; In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit's!
Page 77 - Wherefore, behold, I send unto you prophets, and wise men, and scribes : and some of them ye shall kill and crucify ; and some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues, and persecute them from city to city...
Page 295 - I was accused of every monstrous vice by public rumour and private rancour : my name, which had been a knightly or a noble one since my fathers helped to conquer the kingdom for William the Norman, was tainted. I felt that, if what was whispered, and muttered, and murmured, was true, I was unfit for England; if false, England was unfit for me.
Page 274 - Has shone within me, that serenely now And moveless, as a long-forgotten lyre Suspended in the solitary dome Of some mysterious and deserted fane, I wait thy breath, Great Parent, that my strain May modulate with murmurs of the air, And motions of the forests and the sea, And voice of living beings, and woven hymns Of night and day, and the deep heart of man.