Sartor ResartusGinn & Company, 1896 - 428 pages |
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Page lvi
... sort of writing , a taint of the coarse and the sensual seems unavoidable , and from coarseness Carlyle is not altogether free . Here and there in Sartor are touches of peasant frankness of speech and thought , which more conventional ...
... sort of writing , a taint of the coarse and the sensual seems unavoidable , and from coarseness Carlyle is not altogether free . Here and there in Sartor are touches of peasant frankness of speech and thought , which more conventional ...
Page lxiv
... sort , " which he sustains with an intense kind of stoicism . He cannot escape from himself , from his own shadow . Want of worldly success makes his case worse . Shut out from useful activity , he is forced to " devour his own heart ...
... sort , " which he sustains with an intense kind of stoicism . He cannot escape from himself , from his own shadow . Want of worldly success makes his case worse . Shut out from useful activity , he is forced to " devour his own heart ...
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... sort , which be it spoken with pride , is seen only in Ger- 25 १ many , perhaps only in Weissnichtwo . Issuing from the ' hitherto irreproachable Firm of Stillschweigen and ' Company , with every external furtherance , it is of such ...
... sort , which be it spoken with pride , is seen only in Ger- 25 १ many , perhaps only in Weissnichtwo . Issuing from the ' hitherto irreproachable Firm of Stillschweigen and ' Company , with every external furtherance , it is of such ...
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... sort have we , except Fraser's Magazine ? A vehicle all strewed ( figura- tively speaking ) with the maddest Waterloo - Crackers , exploding distractively and destructively , wheresoever the mystified passenger stands or sits ; nay , in ...
... sort have we , except Fraser's Magazine ? A vehicle all strewed ( figura- tively speaking ) with the maddest Waterloo - Crackers , exploding distractively and destructively , wheresoever the mystified passenger stands or sits ; nay , in ...
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... -- 1 With us even he still communicates in some sort of mask , or muffler , and , we have reason to think , under a feigned name ! — O. Y. This assurance , at an epoch when puffery and quackery ΙΟ SARTOR RESARTUS . .
... -- 1 With us even he still communicates in some sort of mask , or muffler , and , we have reason to think , under a feigned name ! — O. Y. This assurance , at an epoch when puffery and quackery ΙΟ SARTOR RESARTUS . .
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९ ९ Adamite Æneid amid Anatomy of Melancholy Auscultator Baphometic Blumine C.-Jour C.-Trans called Carlyle Carlyle's century CHAPTER Charles Eliot Norton dark Devil Diogenes divine dröckh Earth Editor English Essays Eternity existence eyes Faust feeling Fraser G.-Corr German Goethe Goethe's hand happy hast heart Heaven Herr Heuschrecke History Hofrath hope infinite Journal King Lett light Literature living Lond look man's Manicheism Mankind ment Musaeus mysterious mystic Nature never night Novalis nowise once passage perhaps Philosophy of Clothes Professor prose reader Richter round Sans-culotte Sartor Resartus Satanic School Sect seems silent Society Sorrow soul spirit stand strange style Symbols Tailor Teufels Teufelsdröckh thee things Thomas Carlyle thou thought tion Tristram Shandy true Universe visible Voltaire Walter Shandy Weissnichtwo whereby wherein whole wilt wonder words Wotton Reinfred writes young
Popular passages
Page 368 - Merciful Heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
Page 310 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Page 321 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long...
Page 329 - At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Page xx - To conclude from all, what is man himself but a microcoat, or rather a complete suit of clothes with all its trimmings ? As to his body there can be no dispute ; but examine even the acquirements of his mind, you will find them all contribute in their order towards furnishing out an exact dress : to instance no more ; is not religion a cloak, honesty a pair of shoes worn out in the dirt, selflove a surtout, vanity a shirt, and conscience a pair of breeches, which, though a cover for lewdness as well...
Page 345 - Aloft, incumbent on the dusky air, That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights, if it were land that ever burn'd With solid, as the lake with liquid fire...
Page 48 - In Being's floods, in Action's storm, I walk and work, above, beneath, Work and weave in endless motion ! Birth and Death, An infinite ocean ; A seizing and giving The fire of Living : Tis thus at the roaring Loom of Time I ply, And weave for God the Garment thou seest Him by.
Page 307 - Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Page 174 - Disease, and triumphs over Death. On the roaring billows of Time, thou art not engulfed, but borne aloft into the azure of Eternity. Love not Pleasure; love God. This is the EVERLASTING YEA, wherein all contradiction is solved: wherein whoso walks and works, it is well with him.
Page 178 - Produce ! Produce ! Were it but the pitifullest infinitesimal fraction of a Product, produce it, in God's name ! 'T is the utmost thou hast in thee : out with it, then. Up, up ! Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy whole might. Work while it is called To-day ; for the Night cometh, wherein no man can work.