Selections from Carlyle: Sartor Resartus, The French Revolution , Past and Present, Ed., with Introductions and NotesD.C. Heath & Company, 1915 - 260 strani |
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Stran 37 - The Situation that has not its Duty, its Ideal, was never yet occupied by man. Yes here, in this poor, miserable, hampered, despicable Actual, wherein thou even now standest, here or nowhere is thy Ideal; work it out therefrom; and working, believe, live, be free.
Stran 38 - ... and working, believe, live, be free. Fool ! the Ideal is in thyself, the impediment too is in thyself : thy condition is but the stuff thou art to shape that same Ideal out of : what matters whether such stuff be of this sort or that, so the Form thou give it be heroic, be poetic?
Stran 38 - Two men I honour, and no third. First, the toilworn ' Craftsman that with earth-made Implement laboriously con' quers the Earth, and makes her man's. Venerable to me is ' the hard Hand ; crooked, coarse ; wherein notwithstanding ' lies a cunning virtue, indefeasibly royal, as of the Sceptre of ' this Planet. Venerable too is the rugged face, all weather...
Stran 100 - ... smashed, far down there, against the masonry! Usher Maillard falls not: deftly, unerring he walks, with outspread palm. The Swiss holds a paper through his porthole; the shifty Usher snatches it, and returns. Terms of surrender: Pardon, immunity to all! Are they accepted? — "Foi d'officier, On the word of an officer," answers half-pay Hulin, — or half-pay Elie, for men do not agree on it, "they are!
Stran 27 - comfort it would have been, could I, like a Faust, have ' fancied myself tempted and tormented of the Devil ; for ' a Hell, as I imagine, without Life, though only diabolic ' Life, were more frightful : but in our age of Down-pulling ' and Disbelief, the very Devil has been pulled down, you ' cannot so much as believe in a Devil.
Stran 39 - A second man I honour, and still more highly : Him ' who is seen toiling for the spiritually indispensable ; not ' daily bread, but the bread of Life. Is not he too in his
Stran 229 - The condition of England, on which many pamphlets are now in the course of publication, and many thoughts unpublished are going on in every reflective head, is justly regarded as one of the most ominous, and withal one of the strangest, ever seen in this world. England is full of wealth, of multifarious produce, supply for human want in every kind; yet England is dying of inanition.
Stran 4 - Lieber!' said he once, at midnight, when we had returned from the Coffee-house in rather earnest talk, 'it is a true sublimity to dwell here. These fringes of lamplight, struggling up through smoke and thousandfold exhalation, some fathoms into the ancient reign of Night, what thinks Bootes of them, as he leads his Hunting-dogs over the Zenith in their leash of sidereal fire?
Stran 35 - I tell thee, Blockhead, it all comes of thy Vanity; of what thou fanciest those same deserts of thine to be. Fancy that thou deservest to be hanged (as is most likely), thou wilt feel it happiness to be only shot: fancy that thou deservest to be hanged in a hair-halter, it will be a luxury to die in hemp.
Stran 248 - Labour, wide as the Earth, has its summit in Heaven. Sweat of the brow ; and up from that to sweat of the brain, sweat of the heart ; which includes all Kepler calculations, Newton meditations, all Sciences, all spoken Epics, all acted Heroisms, Martyrdoms, — up to that