Cousin George, and other tales, Volume 3

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Page 219 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less, Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 124 - Nothing is so contagious as enthusiasm ; it is the real allegory of the tale of Orpheus — it moves stones, it charms brutes. Enthusiasm is the genius of sincerity, and truth accomplishes no victories without it.
Page 218 - My power was but a woman's power; Yet, in that great and glorious dower Which Genius gives, I had my part : I poured my full and burning heart In song...
Page 220 - ... places such as we expect them. He that has pictured a prospect upon his fancy, will receive little pleasure from his eyes; he that has anticipated the conversation of a wit, will wonder to what prejudice he owes his reputation. Yet it is necessary to hope, though hope should always be deluded; for hope itself is happiness, and its frustrations, however frequent, are less dreadful than its extinction.
Page 124 - ... a hireling but is always a lover of the work to which he has consecrated his life. Personality like that begets enthusiasm. Bulwer-Lytton in his Last Days oj Pompeii, says: Nothing is so contagious as enthusiasm.
Page 91 - "Was it because you knew they were my folks, and thought I'd be ashamed to see you give them money?" He turned to her with eyes full of reproach. "Oh, Charity " It was the first time he had ever called her by her name. Her misery welled over. "I ain't — I ain't ashamed. They're my people, and I ain't ashamed of them,
Page 52 - They seemed to have a great deal to say to each other, and said it with much merriment and an air of confidence.
Page 172 - WHAT dire offence from amorous causes spring*. What mighty contests rise from trivial things, I sing ; — this verse to Caryl, Muse ! is due : This...

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