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Strona 9 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Strona 191 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Strona 65 - What dire necessities on every hand Our art, our strength, our fortitude require ! Of foes intestine what a numerous band Against this little throb of life conspire! Yet science can elude their fatal ire Awhile, and turn aside death's levell'd dart, Sooth the sharp pang, allay the fever's fire, And brace the nerves once more, and cheer the heart, And yet a few soft nights and balmy days impart.
Strona 149 - I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Strona 218 - In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene ; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead...
Strona 214 - Two elements, then, seem to be comprised in the great fact which we call civilization; — two circumstances are necessary to its existence — it lives upon two conditions — it reveals itself by two symptoms: the progress of society, the progress of individuals; the melioration of the social system, and the expansion of the mind and faculties of man.
Strona 43 - ... une autre, tout cela n'est rien : il n'a de souvenir a placer nulle part : c'est la quantite de coups de hache qu'il faut qu'il donne pour abattre un arbre, qui est son unique id6e.
Strona 81 - He travels, and I too. I tread his deck, Ascend his topmast, through his peering eyes Discover countries, with a kindred heart Suffer his woes, and share in his escapes ; While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Strona 231 - This is not the liberty which we can hope,— that no grievance should ever arise in the commonwealth ;—that let no man in this world expect: but when complaints are freely heard, deeply considered, and speedily reformed, then is the utmost bound of civil liberty attained...