Episodes in the Lives of Men, Women, and Lovers

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J.R. Osgood & Company, 1882 - 304 páginas
 

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Página 24 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Página 122 - Bringing the lightest to the deep'st again, (With such rare art each mingleth with his fellow, The blue with watchet, green and red with yellow, Like to the changes which we daily see About the dove's...
Página 129 - ... slow showers of poisoned mud. The indigo band of the horizontal rainbow lay where a belt of weedy sea was overshadowed by the darkest cloud. The shallow waters were turbid from the last night's swell, and there may have been a sandbank behind the reef, helping to colour the dull waves red. Any way the half-lurid light from above lit up the reddish strip of sea, that melted then into pale metallic yellow where a break in the clouds was reflected on the sullen surface ; and then the same shaded...
Página 125 - ... Reuben now. He had lived the double life of man and artist, and again and again he had failed in both. It is needless to rehearse the trivial details, the recurring discouragements, which he had defied, thinking, ' Yet a few more months, then weeks, then interminable days — and then, and then — she will see, and surely she will understand. I will not tell her that my fate hangs upon her seeing. If my spirit speaks to hers from the canvas there is no need ; and if it does not speak, if she...
Página 252 - ... to lift them that are about you, or whether you are but a cheat, and a load on the backs of your fellows. The impure perishes, the inefficient languishes, the moderate comes to its autumn of decay — these are of the kinds which aim at satisfaction to die of it soon or late. The love that survives has strangled craving; it lives because it lives to nourish and succour like the heavens. But to strangle craving is indeed to go through a death before you reach your immortality.
Página 124 - ... hardly weakened courage ; for, without knowing it, each succeeding disappointment only serves to nourish the strong surviving hope for the one bliss that shall make amends for all the rest. And then at last — some put off the day of waking so long that their own last sleep comes before it — but to some .at last comes the moment of bewilderment when the life-long desire is frozen by the blast of final deprivation, the last doom of denial is uttered from without, and despair sweeps like a hurricane...
Página 131 - ... for death, or escape, or a ticket of leave ; but Reuben could not even hope for death, which would leave his little brother to the cold charity of the busy world. There was a buoy some way out in the Channel, the only token of a sharp sunken rock. As it rose and sank with the ground swell Reuben's sympathies went out towards it, as a living thing. It clings to its anchorage with that tenacity that made men choose the anchor for the sign of hope ; it clings blindly with brute fidelity to its forced...
Página 133 - Reuben again and again faced his blank surprise ; his world had turned to a shadow of dark, cold emptiness. How could he live ? And yet not a visible reason for his life and effort had been withdrawn from the world of his fellows' sight and feeling. His mind was dazed, his limbs paralysed ; every sense but that of sight seemed closed, and what he saw was only like a shadow of what he felt. It crossed his mind like a recollection from some former state of existence, that a clear horizon lay behind...
Página 251 - The trials of life are in it, but in a narrow ring and a fierier. You may learn to know yourself through love, as you do after years of life, whether you are fit to lift them that are about you, or whether you are but a cheat, and a load on the backs of your fellows. The impure perishes, the inefficient languishes, the moderate comes to its autumn of decay — these are of the kinds which aim at satisfaction to die of it soon or late. The love that survives has strangled craving; it lives because...
Página 122 - Yellow and flame, with streaks of green betwixt, . A bloody stream into a blushing run, And ends still with the colour which begun ; Drawing the deeper to a lighter stain, Bringing the lightest to the...

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