Hints to PilgrimsYale University Press, 1921 - 192 páginas |
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... a winter afternoon . " If this is Fifth Avenue , " - as I heard a dazzled stranger comment lately on a bus - top , - " my God ! what must First Avenue be like ! " And then there are the electric signs - the mammoth 12 HINTS TO PILGRIMS.
... a winter afternoon . " If this is Fifth Avenue , " - as I heard a dazzled stranger comment lately on a bus - top , - " my God ! what must First Avenue be like ! " And then there are the electric signs - the mammoth 12 HINTS TO PILGRIMS.
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... lately , when our troops returned from overseas and marched beneath our plaster arches , Rome itself could not have matched the largeness of our triumph . Here , also , men have climbed up to walls and battle- ments -- but to what far ...
... lately , when our troops returned from overseas and marched beneath our plaster arches , Rome itself could not have matched the largeness of our triumph . Here , also , men have climbed up to walls and battle- ments -- but to what far ...
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... lately when our ferry - boat came around the point of Governor's Island , that I noticed how sharply the chasm of Broadway cuts the city . It was the twilight of a winter's day . A rack of sullen clouds lay across the sky as if they met ...
... lately when our ferry - boat came around the point of Governor's Island , that I noticed how sharply the chasm of Broadway cuts the city . It was the twilight of a winter's day . A rack of sullen clouds lay across the sky as if they met ...
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... lately , masons in demolishing a foundation struck into a conduit of running water that still drains our pleasant park . When Broadway was a muddy post - road , stretching for a weary week to Albany , ducks quacked about us and were ...
... lately , masons in demolishing a foundation struck into a conduit of running water that still drains our pleasant park . When Broadway was a muddy post - road , stretching for a weary week to Albany , ducks quacked about us and were ...
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... lately , because the grass was eaten on the left side . " At first , I confess , this em- ployment seems a waste of time . Sherlock Holmes did better when he pronounced , on finding a neglected whisp of beard , that Doctor Watson's ...
... lately , because the grass was eaten on the left side . " At first , I confess , this em- ployment seems a waste of time . Sherlock Holmes did better when he pronounced , on finding a neglected whisp of beard , that Doctor Watson's ...
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Página 71 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Página 67 - 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 thousand-fold 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 ? That stifled hum of Midnight, when Traffic has lain down to rest ; and the chariot-wheels of Vanity, still rolling here...
Página 69 - Coleridge has told me that he himself liked to compose in walking over uneven ground, or breaking through the straggling branches of a copse-wood...
Página 32 - I once read a silly fairy tale called The Three Princes of Serendip: as their Highnesses travelled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of; for instance, one of them discovered that a mule blind of the right eye had travelled the same road lately, because the grass was eaten only on the left side, where it was worse than on the right — now do you understand Serendipity!
Página 118 - Defend me therefore, common sense, say I, From reveries so airy, from the toil Of dropping buckets into empty wells, And growing old in drawing nothing up...
Página 63 - Mall, when a fine equipage passed by, and in it a young lady who looked up at him ; away goes the coach, and the young gentleman pulled off his night-cap, and instead of rubbing his gums, as he ought to do, out of the window...
Página 138 - When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charact'ry Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain; When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
Página 63 - All accounts of gallantry, pleasure, and entertainment shall be under the article of White's Chocolatehouse; poetry, under that of Will's Coffeehouse; learning, under the title of Grecian; foreign and domestic news, you will have from St. James's Coffeehouse; and what else I shall on any other subject offer shall be dated from my own apartment.
Página 41 - ... and right off, like a hem of the sky, the moving sea, with snatches of foam, and large ships reaching forward, out-bound. And then I thought no more, but my heart leapt to meet the wind, and I ran, and I ran.
Página 73 - I like a great library next my study ; but for the study itself, give me a small snug place, almost entirely walled with books. There should be only one window in it, looking upon trees. Some prefer a place with few, or no books at all — nothing but a chair or a table, like Epictetus ; but I should say that these were philosophers, not lovers of books, if I did not recollect that Montaigne was both. He had a study in a round tower, walled as aforesaid. It is true, one forgets one's...