The secret of success; or, How to get on in the worldJohn Hogg, 1880 |
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... called the deistical poet ; but as many of his opinions have long ago been refuted , you need be in no fear of my getting them into my head , especially as many of them seem to be absurd . ” Tournefort leaves his college class , and ...
... called the deistical poet ; but as many of his opinions have long ago been refuted , you need be in no fear of my getting them into my head , especially as many of them seem to be absurd . ” Tournefort leaves his college class , and ...
Page 23
... called the ' Battle of Cheviot . ' After he had finished about three of the cantos of about 120 lines each , which he did in a couple of days , he became tired of it . I make no doubt he would have finished his design , but , as he was ...
... called the ' Battle of Cheviot . ' After he had finished about three of the cantos of about 120 lines each , which he did in a couple of days , he became tired of it . I make no doubt he would have finished his design , but , as he was ...
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... called springs too often from a wretched vanity . Their great souls are humiliated by being required to labour like their neighbours . But if a man cannot be a Guido , he can at least learn to mix colours thoroughly ; and it is more ...
... called springs too often from a wretched vanity . Their great souls are humiliated by being required to labour like their neighbours . But if a man cannot be a Guido , he can at least learn to mix colours thoroughly ; and it is more ...
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... superfluous work . When he called on Mr. Girard in the evening , and informed him that he had replaced the stones as they were , the eccentric banker saluted him most cordially . AN AUSTRalian merCHANT . 81 " Ah , Monsieur Smit.
... superfluous work . When he called on Mr. Girard in the evening , and informed him that he had replaced the stones as they were , the eccentric banker saluted him most cordially . AN AUSTRalian merCHANT . 81 " Ah , Monsieur Smit.
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... called ) , it is impossible , totally impossible , to leap at once to fame . ' What wound did ever heal but by slow degrees ? ' says our immortal author ; and what man , say I , ever became an actor without a long and sedulous ...
... called ) , it is impossible , totally impossible , to leap at once to fame . ' What wound did ever heal but by slow degrees ? ' says our immortal author ; and what man , say I , ever became an actor without a long and sedulous ...
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Page 145 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a Lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Page 14 - As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains; but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, * A bringer of new things...
Page 345 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Page 246 - That man, I think, has had a liberal education, who has been so trained in youth that his body is the ready servant of his will, and does with ease and pleasure all the work that, as a mechanism, it is capable of ; whose intellect is a clear, cold, logic engine, with all its parts of equal strength, and in smooth working order...
Page 66 - The longer I live the more I am certain that the great difference between men, between the feeble and the powerful, the great and the insignificant, is energy — invincible determination — a purpose once fixed, and then death or victory ! That quality will do anything that can be done in this world ; and no talents, no circumstances, no opportunities, will make a two-legged creature a man without it.
Page 301 - But stately in the main; and, when he ended, I could have laughed myself to scorn to find In that decrepit Man so firm a mind. 'God...
Page 102 - Let us do our work as well, Both the unseen and the seen ; Make the house, where Gods may dwell, Beautiful, entire, and clean. Else our lives are incomplete, Standing in these walls of Time, Broken stairways, where the feet Stumble as they seek to climb. Build to-day, then, strong and sure, With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place.
Page 101 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the gods see everywhere.
Page 125 - All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful Past. Let us alone. What pleasure can we have To war with evil? Is there any peace In ever climbing up the climbing wave?
Page 307 - 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?