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Σελίδα 35 - We may live without poetry music, and art ; We may live without conscience, and live without heart ; We may live without friends ; we may live without books ; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. He may live without books, - - what is knowledge but grieving ? He may live without hope, — what is hope but deceiving ? He may live without love, — what is passion but pining ? But where is the man that can live without dining ? Lord Alfred found, waiting his coming, a note From Lucile.
Σελίδα 20 - LEONARDO arise on our ken ? He is gone with the age which begat him. Our own Is too vast, and too complex, for one man alone To embody its purpose, and hold it shut close In the palm of his hand. There were giants in those Irreclaimable days ; but in these days of ours, In dividing the work, we distribute the powers. Yet a dwarf on a dead giant's shoulders sees more Than the 'live giant's eyesight availed to explore ; And in life's lengthen'd alphabet what used to be To our sires XYZ is to us AB...
Σελίδα 251 - ... the Throne And gaze into the Face that makes glorious their own, Know this, surely, at last. Honest love, honest sorrow, Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow, Are these worth nothing more than the hand they make weary, The heart they have saddened, the life they leave dreary ? Hush ! the sevenfold heavens to the voice of the Spirit Echo : He that o'ercometh shall all things inherit.
Σελίδα 66 - With dread voices of power. A roused million or more Of wild echoes reluctantly rise from their hoar Immemorial ambush, and roll in the wake Of the cloud, whose reflection leaves vivid the lake.
Σελίδα 208 - MAN is born on a battle-field. Round him, to rend Or resist, the dread Powers he displaces attend, By the cradle which Nature, amidst the stern shocks That have shattered creation, and shapen it, rocks. He leaps with a wail into being ; and lo : His own mother, fierce Nature herself, is his foe. Her whirlwinds are roused into wrath o'er his head : 'Neath his feet roll her earthquakes : her solitudes spread To daunt him : her forces dispute his command : Her...
Σελίδα 250 - The mission of woman on earth ! to give birth To the mercy of Heaven descending on earth. The mission of woman : permitted to bruise The head of the serpent, and sweetly infuse, Through the sorrow and sin of earth's register'd curse, The blessing which mitigates all : born to nurse, And to soothe, and to solace, to help and to heal The sick world that leans on her.
Σελίδα 21 - The man who seeks one thing in life, and but one, May hope to achieve it before life be done ; But he who seeks all things, wherever he goes, Only reaps from the hopes which around him he sows A harvest of barren regrets.
Σελίδα 73 - And fall back on the lap of a false destiny. So it will be, so has been, since this world began ! And the happiest, noblest, and best part of man Is the part which he never hath fully play'd out : For the first and last word in life's volume is — Doubt.