Confessions of an English Opium-eater ; And, Suspiria de Profundis

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Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1850 - 288 頁
 

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第 65 頁 - for all human woes ; here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages, at once discovered ; happiness might now be bought for a penny, and * Evanesced: — this way of going off from the stage of life appears to have been well known in the 17th century,
第 253 頁 - understood as addressed to an ideal conception): "And art thou nothing? Such thou art as when The woodman winding westward up the glen At wintry dawn, when o'er the sheep-track's maze The viewless snow-mist weaves a glist'ning haze, Sees full hefore him, gliding without tread, An image with a
第 175 頁 - turning when it settled upon the frost which overspread my sister's face, instantly a trance fell upon me. A vault seemed to open in the zenith of the far blue sky, a shaft which ran up for ever. I in spirit rose as if on billows that also ran up the
第 175 頁 - for ever ; and the billows seemed to pursue the throne of God ; but that also ran before us and fled away continually. The flight and the pursuit seemed to go on for ever and ever. Frost, gathering frost, some Sarsar wind of death, seemed to repel me; I slept — for how long
第 111 頁 - of mine, I can believe ; I have, indeed, seen the same thing asserted twice in modern books, and accompanied by a remark which I am convinced is true, viz. that the dread book of account, which the scriptures speak of, is, in fact, the mind itself of
第 122 頁 - was upon me, or the oppression of inexpiable guilt. " Deeper than ever plummet sounded," I lay inactive. Then, like a chorus, the passion deepened. Some greater interest was at stake ; some mightier cause than ever yet the sword
第 121 頁 - the day on which they celebrate the first fruits of resurrection. I will walk abroad ; old griefs shall be forgotten to-day ; for the air is cool and still, and the hills are high, and stretch away to heaven ; and the forest-glades are as quiet as the church-yard ; and
第 195 頁 - you happened one day to forget this sister of- yours." Why not ? To cite the beautiful words of Wallenstein, " What pang Is permanent with man ? From the highest, As from the vilest thing of every day, He learns to wean himself. For the strong hours Conquer him." * Yes, there lies the fountain of human oblivions. It is
第 193 頁 - up in filial love. losopher and child, all must walk those mighty galleries alone. The solitude, therefore, which in this world appals or fascinates a child's heart, is but the echo of a far deeper solitude through which already he has passed, and of. another solitude deeper still, through
第 97 頁 - the room with the tea-tray ; for tea, though ridiculed by those who are naturally of coarse nerves, or are become so from wine-drinking, and are not susceptible of influence from so refined a stimulant, will always be the favorite beverage of the intellectual ; and, for my part, I would have joined Dr. Johnson in a

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