Colloquies, imaginary conversations between a phrenologist and the shade of D. Stewart

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Page 143 - By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song ; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
Page 241 - Dim as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wandering travellers, Is reason to the soul: and as on high, Those rolling fires discover but the sky, Not light us here; so reason's glimmering ray Was lent, not to assure our doubtful way, But guide us upward to a better day. And as those nightly tapers disappear When day's bright lord ascends our hemisphere; So pale grows reason at religion's sight; So dies, and so dissolves in supernatural light.
Page 86 - The Anatomy and Physiology of the Nervous System in general, and of the Brain in particular; with observations upon the possibility of ascertaining several intellectual and moral dispositions of man and animals, by the configuration of their heads,
Page 308 - The reader finds a scene drawn in stronger colours, and painted more to the life in his imagination, by the help of words, than by an actual survey of the scene which they describe. In this case, the poet seems to get the better of nature : he...
Page 147 - The forms with which He sprinkles all the earth. Happy who walks with him ! whom what he finds Of flavour or of scent in fruit or flower, Or what he views of beautiful or grand In nature, from the broad, majestic oak To the green blade that twinkles in the sun, Prompts with remembrance of a present God.
Page 319 - There is in every human heart Some not completely barren part, Where seeds of truth and love might grow, And flowers of generous virtue blow : To plant, to watch, to water there — This be our duty, be our care...
Page 148 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from her straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Page 236 - This, however, is less pointed than the reflection on the fate of those whom affinity or friendship linked to our side, whom distance of place, premature death, or (sometimes not a less painful consideration) estrangement of affection, has disjoined from us for ever. I am not sure if the disposition to reflections of this sort be altogether a safe or a proper one. I am aware, that, if too much indulged, or allowed to become habitual, it may disqualify the mind for the more active and bustling scenes...
Page 230 - It includes all the ancient and modern Europeans except the Laplanders and the rest of the Finnish race ; the former and present inhabitants of Western Asia, as far as the river Ob, the Caspian Sea, and the Ganges ; that is, the Assyrians, Medes, and Chaldeans ; the Sarmatians, Scythians, and Parthians ; the Philistines, Phoenicians, Jews, and the inhabitants of Syria generally ; the...
Page 319 - Were once but deserts — culture's hand Has scattered verdure o'er the land ; And smiles and fragrance rule, serene, Where barren wilds usurped the scene. And such is man ! a soil which breeds Or sweetest flowers, or vilest weeds : Flowers lovely as the morning's light ! — Weeds deadly as the aconite ; Just as his heart is trained to bear The poisonous weed, or floweret fair.

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