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America amid appear asked become believe called Carlyle's character Chelsea Church Cloth comes DEAR doubt early Edinburgh Emerson England English experience eyes face fact failed feel follow give Goethe gone grave hand happy head hear heard heart hope human interest John keep kind knew known late least less letter light literary live London look Lord matter means meet mind mother nature never night object once pain passed perhaps person poor present Professor reach remember rest road seemed seen silent soon soul speak spirit struggle talk tell things THOMAS CARLYLE thought tion told true truth turned universe voice walk whole wife wish worth write written wrote young
第 111 頁 - He looks and laughs at a' that. A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a
第 138 頁 - Carlyle was a man from his youth, an author who did not need to hide from his readers, and as absolute a man of the world, unknown and exiled on that hill-farm, as if holding on his own terms what is best in London.
第 43 頁 - I lived in a continual, indefinite, pining fear ; tremulous, pusillanimous, apprehensive of I knew not what ; it seemed as if all things in the Heavens above and the Earth beneath would hurt me ; as if the Heavens and the Earth were but boundless jaws of a devouring monster, wherein I, palpitating, waited to be devoured.
第 44 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!
第 51 頁 - For forty years she was the true and everloving helpmate of her husband; and, by act and word, unweariedly forwarded him, as none else could, in all of worthy that he did or attempted. She died at London, 21st April, 1866; suddenly snatched away from him, and the light of his life as if gone out.
第 38 頁 - ... almost from beginning to end, one flagrant offence against every principle of taste, and every just rule of composition.
第 46 頁 - I can remember, it was quite a revolution in my mind when I got hold of that man's edition of Virgil.
第 218 頁 - I found him one of the most simple and frank of men, and became acquainted with him at once. We walked over several miles of hills, and talked upon all the great questions that interest us most. The comfort of meeting a man of genius is that he speaks sincerely; that he feels himself to be so rich, that he is above the meanness of pretending to knowledge which he has not, and Carlyle does not pretend to have solved the great problems, but rather to be an observer of their solution as it goes forward...