Thomas Carlyle


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第 25 頁 - The kings of the earth stand up, and the rulers take counsel together against the Lord, and against his Anointed : 3 Let us break their bonds asunder, and cast away their cords from us. 4 He that dwelleth in heaven shall laugh them to scorn : the Lord shall have them in derision.
第 36 頁 - Behold, thou art fatherless, outcast, and the Universe is mine (the Devil's)"; to which my whole Me now made answer: "I am not thine, but Free, and forever hate thee!" 'It is from this hour that I incline to date my Spiritual New-birth, or Baphometic Fire-baptism; perhaps I directly thereupon began to be a Man.
第 38 頁 - ... on the whole a most massive roomy sufficient old house with places, for example, to hang, say, three dozen hats or cloaks on, and as many crevices and queer old presses and shelved closets (all tight and new painted in their way) as would gratify the most covetous Goody — rent, thirty-five pounds ! I confess I am strongly tempted.
第 39 頁 - I laid her in the grave of her father, according to covenant of 40 years back, and all was ended. In the nave of the old Abbey Kirk, long a ruin, now being saved from further decay, with the skies looking down on her, there sleeps my little Jeannie, and the light of her face will never shine on me more.
第 36 頁 - What art thou afraid of? Wherefore, like a coward, dost thou forever pip and whimper, and go cowering and trembling? Despicable biped! what is the sum-total of the worst that lies before thee? Death? Well, Death; and say the pangs of Tophet too, and all that the Devil and Man may, will, or can do against thee! Hast...
第 37 頁 - With all its manifold petty troubles, this year at Hoddam Hill has a rustic beauty and dignity to me, and lies now like a not ignoble russet-coated idyll in my memory ; one of the quietest on the whole, and perhaps the most triumphantly important of my life.
第 37 頁 - Thus pass our days in our trim little cottage, far from all the uproar, and putrescence (material and spiritual) of the reeky town, the sound of which we hear not, and only see over the knowe the reflection of its gas-lights against the dusky sky, and bless ourselves that we have neither part nor lot in the matter.
第 38 頁 - Cheyne Row" proper (pronounced, Chainie Row), and are a "genteel neighbourhood", two old Ladies on the one side, unknown character on the other but with "pianos" as Hunt said. The street is flag-pathed, sunk-storied, iron-railed, all old-fashioned and tightly done up; looks out on a rank of sturdy old. pollarded (that is beheaded...
第 32 頁 - ... muscular effort it burst its bonds. So far as it goes, that is perfectly true of the French Revolution ; but only so far as it goes. The French Revolution was a sudden starting from slumber of that terrible spirit of man which sleeps through the greater number of the centuries ; and Carlyle appreciates this, and describes it more powerfully and fearfully than any human historian, because this idea of the spirit of man breaking through formula and building again on fundamentals was a part of his...