Fraser's Magazine, Band 45

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James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch
J. Fraser, 1852
Contains the first printing of Sartor resartus, as well as other works by Thomas Carlyle.
 

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Seite 13 - A certain man had two sons : and the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me.
Seite 234 - Stolen waters are sweet, and bread eaten in secret is pleasant." But he knoweth not that the dead are there ; and that her guests are in the depths of hell.
Seite 13 - The heart knoweth its own bitterness, and a stranger intermeddleth not with its joy.' So thought he as he knelt ; and so think I, too, knowing that in the pettiest character there are unfathomable depths, which the...
Seite 289 - What, my lord ! shall we build houses and provide livelihoods for a company of buzzing monks, whose end and fall we ourselves may live to see ? No, no ! it is more meet a great deal, that we should have care to provide for the increase of learning, and for such as by their learning shall do good in the church and commonwealth.
Seite 390 - Westward the course of empire takes its way; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Seite 147 - I do not know what I may appear to the world ; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Seite 177 - Yet soon he heal'd ; for spirits that live throughout Vital In every part, not as frail man In entrails, heart or head, liver or reins, Cannot but by annihilating die ; Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound Receive, no more than can the fluid air...
Seite 175 - You well know, Gentlemen, how soon one of those stupendous masses, now reposing on their shadows in perfect stillness — how soon, upon any call of patriotism or of necessity, it would assume the likeness of an animated thing, instinct with life and motion, how soon it would ruffle, as it were, its swelling plumage, how quickly it would put forth all its beauty and its bravery, collect its scattered elements of strength, and awaken its dormant thunder.
Seite 487 - Existence may be borne, and the deep root Of life and sufferance make its firm abode In bare and desolated bosoms : mute The camel labours with the heaviest load, And the wolf dies in silence...
Seite 336 - Horeb," a voice was heard, saying, " draw nigh hither, and put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the place where thou standest is holy ground.

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