Elbert Hubbard's Scrap Book: Containing the Inspired and Inspiring Selections Gathered During a Life Time of Discriminating Reading for His Own UseWm. H. Wise & Company, 1923 - 228 Seiten A vast collection of more than seven hundred quotations meant to inspire genius, this scrapbook contains favored sayings of the late-nineteenth- and early-twentieth-century essayist Elbert Hubbard. |
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... The Beggar Man , " by Turgenef . Drudgery is as necessary to call out the treasurers of the mind as harrowing and planting those of the earth . -Margaret Fuller . TEP by step my investiga- tion of blindness led me SCRAP BOOK Page 9.
... The Beggar Man , " by Turgenef . Drudgery is as necessary to call out the treasurers of the mind as harrowing and planting those of the earth . -Margaret Fuller . TEP by step my investiga- tion of blindness led me SCRAP BOOK Page 9.
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... tion of blindness led me into the industrial world . And what a world it is ! I must face unflinchingly a world of facts a world of misery and degrada- tion , of blindness , crookedness , and sin , a world struggling against the ...
... tion of blindness led me into the industrial world . And what a world it is ! I must face unflinchingly a world of facts a world of misery and degrada- tion , of blindness , crookedness , and sin , a world struggling against the ...
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... tion or religion may be : if his babies dread his home- coming and his better half swal- lows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five - dollar bill , he is a fraud of the first water , even though he prays night and morning ...
... tion or religion may be : if his babies dread his home- coming and his better half swal- lows her heart every time she has to ask him for a five - dollar bill , he is a fraud of the first water , even though he prays night and morning ...
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... tion Nature is Imagination itself . As a man is , so he sees . - William Blake . moving to the measure of his thought - HE plant is an animal confined in a the subtile rapture of a postponed power , which the world knows not because it ...
... tion Nature is Imagination itself . As a man is , so he sees . - William Blake . moving to the measure of his thought - HE plant is an animal confined in a the subtile rapture of a postponed power , which the world knows not because it ...
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... tion ; you are to regard all with open eyes and a heart of simplicity . Believe that everything belongs somewhere ; each thing has its fitting and luminous place within this mosaic of human life . The Road is not open to those who with ...
... tion ; you are to regard all with open eyes and a heart of simplicity . Believe that everything belongs somewhere ; each thing has its fitting and luminous place within this mosaic of human life . The Road is not open to those who with ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Abraham Lincoln beauty believe blood CALIFORNIA LIBRARY dark dead death delight divine dream earth Edwin Markham eternal evil eyes face father fear feel Finsteraarhorn flowers genius George Bernard Shaw George Eliot give glory hand happy head hear heart heaven Henry Ward Beecher honor hope hour human J. M. W. Turner labor Lady Hamilton Lamia laws liberty light live look Lord mankind matter means ment mind moral nation nature ness never night pain passions peace play pleasure Pontius Pilate poor race religion Robert Louis Stevenson seems slaves sleep sorrow soul speak spirit stand stars sweet tears tell things Thomas Paine thou thought thousand tion tree true truth UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA virtue whole wind woman words youth
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Seite 194 - Enfolding sunny spots of greenery. But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
Seite 28 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Seite 195 - Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war...
Seite 99 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in, glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
Seite 133 - DEAR MADAM : I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming.
Seite 80 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet...
Seite 188 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Seite 194 - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots...
Seite 139 - In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Seite 183 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
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