The Right Place: A Book of PleasuresChatto & Windus, 1924 - 224 Seiten |
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... , lake and vale , Never to you be trite or stale As unto souls whose wellsprings fail Or flow defiled , Till Nature's happiest fairy - tale Charms not her child . WILLIAM WATSON . 925825 Chapter I. Overture II . Holidays page I III .
... , lake and vale , Never to you be trite or stale As unto souls whose wellsprings fail Or flow defiled , Till Nature's happiest fairy - tale Charms not her child . WILLIAM WATSON . 925825 Chapter I. Overture II . Holidays page I III .
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... never was on sea or land , no longer caught in broken gleams through visionary forests , but blazing away like the lamps on common lodging - house stairs ; and the peace that passeth all understanding explored and explained , to the ...
... never was on sea or land , no longer caught in broken gleams through visionary forests , but blazing away like the lamps on common lodging - house stairs ; and the peace that passeth all understanding explored and explained , to the ...
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... never so wisely , is there any tremendous coup left for our arts to bring off ? Heaven is here already ; no flaming swords keep from the gate the man that knows how to value the garden . “ I am in love with this green earth ; the face ...
... never so wisely , is there any tremendous coup left for our arts to bring off ? Heaven is here already ; no flaming swords keep from the gate the man that knows how to value the garden . “ I am in love with this green earth ; the face ...
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... never intended . Most of our working time is spent in making for some distant objective -fame , or the good of our kind , or a golden wall or spire , or some other estimable thing . But the line of approach to these goals is not very ...
... never intended . Most of our working time is spent in making for some distant objective -fame , or the good of our kind , or a golden wall or spire , or some other estimable thing . But the line of approach to these goals is not very ...
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... never to have counted chickens at all . And perhaps it is what we may all have to come to , in time , however stoutly we have preferred the heard melody , while we could get it , to any unheard superior . T CHAPTER III UP TO THE ALPS to ...
... never to have counted chickens at all . And perhaps it is what we may all have to come to , in time , however stoutly we have preferred the heard melody , while we could get it , to any unheard superior . T CHAPTER III UP TO THE ALPS to ...
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Alps ancient architecture aromatists bank beauty bodily building Chamonix charm Cheshire gap coal Col de Jaman comes contour lines country house course cross dark deep delight Derby earth emotion England English Europe eyes face fall feel Forest Forest of Dean garden give happy hard heart Heaven hills Hockliffe holiday human keep kind Kinder Scout labour lake Lake of Geneva live Liverpool London look Macugnaga Manchester miles millstone grit mind Mont Blanc morning mountain never Newport Pagnell night once pass Peak Pennine perhaps person pretty railway ridge river road round seems seen sense side sight sleep slope snow sort soul spirit stand stone Stratford-on-Avon street Thames things tion to-day town train trees turn vision walk Whaley Bridge whole youth
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Seite 196 - Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on...
Seite 68 - Every moment some form grows perfect in hand or face; some tone on the hills or the sea is choicer than the rest ; some mood of passion or insight or intellectual excitement is irresistibly real and attractive for us, — for that moment only.
Seite 35 - ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I thus sat, these and other sights had so fully...
Seite 1 - Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candlelight, and fireside conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself — do these things go out with life...
Seite 102 - Land of Hope and Glory, Mother of the Free, How shall we extol thee, Who are born of thee? Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set; God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet; God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.
Seite 50 - Most men eddy about Here and there— eat and drink, Chatter and love and hate. Gather and squander, are raised Aloft, are hurl'd in the dust, Striving blindly, achieving Nothing; and then they die— Perish; and no one asks Who or what they have been, More than he asks what waves In the moonlit solitudes mild Of the midmost Ocean, have swell'd, Foam'd for a moment, and gone.
Seite 68 - Not the fruit of experience, but experience itself, is the end. A counted number of pulses only is given to us of a variegated, dramatic life. How may we see in them all that is to be seen in them by the finest senses? How shall we pass most swiftly from point to point, and be present always at the focus where the greatest number of vital forces unite in their purest energy?
Seite 33 - ... There the merry little hopes grow for the climber like flowers and food, immediate, prompt to prove their uses, sufficient if just within the grasp, as mortal hopes should be. How the old lax life closes in about you there ! You are the man of your faculties, nothing more. Why should a man pretend to more? We ask it wonderingly when we are healthy. Poetic rhapsodists in the vales below may tell you of the joy and grandeur of the upper regions, they cannot pluck you the medical herb. He gets that...
Seite 73 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work...
Seite 33 - Carry your fever to the Alps, you of minds diseased; not to sit down in sight of them ruminating, for bodily ease and comfort will trick the soul and set you measuring our lean humanity against yonder sublime and infinite; but mount, rack the limbs, wrestle it out among the peaks; taste danger, sweat, earn rest; learn to discover ungrudgingly that haggard fatigue is the fair vision you have run to earth, and that rest is your uttermost reward. Would you know what it is to hope again, and have all...