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It is about the swallow and the sparrow . It is a very bad specimen for my
contention , but as I am the challenger I have not the choice of weapons , and I
accept the first presented by Cobbett . A swallow coming back to her old nest in
the spring ...
It is about the swallow and the sparrow . It is a very bad specimen for my
contention , but as I am the challenger I have not the choice of weapons , and I
accept the first presented by Cobbett . A swallow coming back to her old nest in
the spring ...
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Again , when the swallow returned the sparrow had young ones , which it would
be dangerous to remove from the nest . How was the sparrow to know the
swallow was telling the truth , and that the nest was hers ? Then , even supposing
the ...
Again , when the swallow returned the sparrow had young ones , which it would
be dangerous to remove from the nest . How was the sparrow to know the
swallow was telling the truth , and that the nest was hers ? Then , even supposing
the ...
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... who suffer. Man is at heart a rapacious brute. All his centuries of civilization
have not quelled the predatory spirit in him. Any man will become a thief if he
only be sufficiently tempted when he is sufficiently desperate. The crime of the
sparrow ...
... who suffer. Man is at heart a rapacious brute. All his centuries of civilization
have not quelled the predatory spirit in him. Any man will become a thief if he
only be sufficiently tempted when he is sufficiently desperate. The crime of the
sparrow ...
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Richard Dowling. desperate. The crime of the sparrow in appropriating the
swallow's nest is intelligible, the crime of the swallow in murdering the sparrow
and his brood is intelligible, the crime of lying committed by the moralist is
abominable.
Richard Dowling. desperate. The crime of the sparrow in appropriating the
swallow's nest is intelligible, the crime of the swallow in murdering the sparrow
and his brood is intelligible, the crime of lying committed by the moralist is
abominable.
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He still stays in the old place, and in the gray twilight of dark summer mornings
wakes to hear as of yore the twitter of sparrows and the cawing of rooks from the
other side of the river, and the hoarse hooting of the steamboat hard by.
He still stays in the old place, and in the gray twilight of dark summer mornings
wakes to hear as of yore the twitter of sparrows and the cawing of rooks from the
other side of the river, and the hoarse hooting of the steamboat hard by.
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Página 118 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Página 92 - Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Página 188 - With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill— To hear the dewy echoes calling From cave to cave thro' the thick-twined vine— To watch the emerald-colour'd water falling Thro' many a wov'n acanthus-wreath divine!
Página 109 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!
Página 98 - Yes, there must be a golden victory; There must be Gods thrown down, and trumpets blown Of triumph calm, and hymns of festival Upon the gold clouds metropolitan, Voices of soft proclaim, and silver stir 130 Of strings in hollow shells; and there shall be Beautiful things made new, for the surprise Of the sky-children; I will give command: Thea! Thea! Thea! where is Saturn?
Página 102 - Oft made Hyperion ache. His palace bright Bastion'd with pyramids of glowing gold, And touch'd with shade of bronzed obelisks...
Página 143 - And tell how now, amid wreck and sorrow, And want, and sickness, and houseless nights, He bides in calmness the silent morrow, That no ray lights. And lives he still, then ? Yes ! Old and hoary At thirty-nine, from despair and woe, He lives enduring what future story Will never know. Him grant a grave to, ye pitying noble, Deep in your bosoms ! There let him dwell ! He, too, had tears for all souls in trouble, Here and in hell.
Página 170 - Somewhere, I knew not where — somehow, I knew not how — by Borne beings, I knew not whom — a battle, a strife, an agony was conducting, was evolving like a great drama, or piece of music ; with which my sympathy was the more insupportable from my confusion as to its place, its cause, its nature, and its possible issue.
Página 169 - Anthem; and, like that, gave the feeling of a multitudinous movement, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies. The morning was come of a mighty day— a day of crisis and of ultimate hope for human nature, then suffering mysterious eclipse, and labouring in some dread extremity.
Página 141 - Tell how, disdaining all earth can give, He would have taught men, from wisdom's pages, The way to live. And tell how trampled, derided, hated, And worn by weakness, disease, and wrong, He fled for shelter to God, who mated His soul with song...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | Ignorant Essays |
| Autor | Richard Dowling |
| Edición | 2 |
| Editor | D. Appleton, 1888 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de California |
| Digitalizado | 1 Dic. 2007 |
| Largo | 195 páginas |
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