The Friend, Conducted by S.T. Coleridge, No, Volume 2 |
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Though the fig - tree should produce no visible fruit , yet if the living sap is in it ,
and if it has struggled to put forth buds and blossoms which have been prevented
from maturing by inevitable contingencies of tempests or untimely frosts , the ...
Though the fig - tree should produce no visible fruit , yet if the living sap is in it ,
and if it has struggled to put forth buds and blossoms which have been prevented
from maturing by inevitable contingencies of tempests or untimely frosts , the ...
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... an unseen nightingale was piping its sweetest notes ) — in such a mood you
might have half - fancied , half - felt , that her voice had a separate being of its
own — that it was a living something , the mode of existence of which was for the
ear ...
... an unseen nightingale was piping its sweetest notes ) — in such a mood you
might have half - fancied , half - felt , that her voice had a separate being of its
own — that it was a living something , the mode of existence of which was for the
ear ...
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... the real scene of living men , and calls up the new feeling of · numerous
relations by which it is to be connected with them . To the young adventurer in life
, who enters upon his course with such a mind , every thing seems made for
delusion .
... the real scene of living men , and calls up the new feeling of · numerous
relations by which it is to be connected with them . To the young adventurer in life
, who enters upon his course with such a mind , every thing seems made for
delusion .
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... nature , rulers of human opinion ; — what wonder , when he looks on all this
living scene , that his heart should burn with strong affection , that he should feel
that his own happiness will be for ever interwoven with the interests of mankind ?
... nature , rulers of human opinion ; — what wonder , when he looks on all this
living scene , that his heart should burn with strong affection , that he should feel
that his own happiness will be for ever interwoven with the interests of mankind ?
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And there , just as in the little circle of his own acquaintance , seizing eagerly on
every merit they possess , he will supply more from his own credulous hope ,
completing real with imagined excellence , till living men , with all their
imperfections ...
And there , just as in the little circle of his own acquaintance , seizing eagerly on
every merit they possess , he will supply more from his own credulous hope ,
completing real with imagined excellence , till living men , with all their
imperfections ...
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action admiration answer appear applied authority become believe called cause character circumstances common concerning consequences considered constitution course derive distinct doctrine duty effect equally ESSAY existence experience fact faith feelings force former French genius give ground habit hand heart honour hope human idea imagination importance individual influence instance intellectual interest kind knowledge latter least less light living look Lord Malta means ment method mind moral nature necessary necessity never objects observation once opinion original particular passions perhaps person philosopher political possess possible practical present principles progress question reader reason received refer relations religion remained seems sense Sir Alexander Ball soul spirit things thou thought tion true truth understanding virtue whole youth
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Página 230 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Página 230 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Página 230 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Página 173 - To what base uses we may return, Horatio ! Why may not imagination trace the noble dust of Alexander, till he find it stopping a bung-hole?
Página 170 - Why, man, they did make love to this employment; They are not near my conscience ; their defeat Does by their own insinuation grow : Tis dangerous, when the baser nature comes Between the pass and fell incensed points Of mighty opposites.
Página 230 - O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Página 168 - Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting-, That would not let me sleep : methought, I lay Worse than the mutines in the bilboes.* Rashly, And prais'd be rashness for it, — Let us know, Our indiscretion sometimes serves us well, When our deep plots do pall : and that should teach us. There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.* Hor.
Página 174 - Madam, I swear, I use no art at all. That he is mad, 'tis true : 'tis true, 'tis pity ; And pity 'tis, 'tis true : a foolish figure ; But farewell it, for I will use no art. Mad let us grant him then : and now remains, That we find out the cause of this effect ; Or, rather say, the cause of this defect ; For this effect, defective, comes by cause : Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
Página 117 - Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give ; And in the light of truth thy Bondman let me live!
Página 220 - Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years ; few and evil have the days of the years of my life been...