Private Libraries of Providence

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S. S. Rider, 1878 - 255 strani
"Two or three years ago I wrote for a local newspaper a series of sketches of some of the private libraries of Providence. These sketches, due in some degree, perhaps, to their having been copied into 'The American Bibliopolist', attracted so much attention here and elsewhere, that I have consented to collect them and to permit a limited edition to be published in book form."---Page iii
 

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Stran 212 - LIBRARY. What a world of wit is here packed up together ! I know not whether this sight doth more dismay or comfort me ; it dismays me to think that here is so much that I cannot know ; it comforts me to think that this variety yields so good helps to know what I should. There is no truer word than that of Solomon — there is no end of making many books...
Stran 233 - That though I lived with him and knew him from a child, yet I never knew him other than a man; with such staidness of mind, lovely and familiar gravity as carried grace and reverence above greater years. His talk ever of knowledge, and his very play tending to enrich his mind.
Stran 161 - own exceeding great reward :' it has soothed my afflictions ; it has multiplied and refined my enjoyments ; it has endeared solitude ; and it has given me the habit of wishing to discover the good and the beautiful in all that meets and surrounds me.
Stran 146 - I confess that I have much of that feeling in which the superstition concerning relics has originated; and I am sorry when I see the name of a former owner obliterated in a book, or the plate of his arms defaced. Poor memorials though they be, yet they are something saved for...
Stran 33 - Tom Folio is seen at the door. There is not an auction where his name is not heard, and that too in the very nick of time, in the critical moment, before the last decisive stroke of the hammer. There is not a subscription goes forward in which Tom is not privy to the first...
Stran 78 - THE heavens declare the glory of God ; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. 2 Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. 3 There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard.
Stran 241 - Later experience enables me to depose to the comfort and blessing that literature can prove in seasons of sickness and sorrow — how powerfully intellectual pursuits can help in keeping the head from crazing, and the heart from breaking...
Stran 66 - SILENT companions of the lonely hour, Friends, who can never alter or forsake, Who for inconstant roving have no power And all neglect, perforce, must calmly take, — Let me return to YOU ; this turmoil ending Which worldly cares have in my spirit wrought, And, o'er your old familiar pages bending, Refresh my mind with many a tranquil thought...
Stran 33 - When it drew towards evening, they inquired at the first village they saw, whether the great man in it was a lover of books, and had a fine library. If the answer was in the negative, they went on farther; if in the affirmative, Sir Hildebrand sent his compliments, that he was come to see him; and there he used to stay till time or curiosity induced him to move elsewhere. In this manner Sir...
Stran 66 - ... have no power And all neglect, perforce, must calmly take, — Let me return to YOU ; this turmoil ending Which worldly cares have in my spirit wrought, And, o'er your old familiar pages bending, Refresh my mind with many a tranquil thought Till, haply meeting there, from time to time, Fancies, the audible echo of my own, 'Twill be like hearing in a foreign clime My native language spoke in friendly tone, And with a sort of welcome I shall dwell On these, my unripe musings, told so well.

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