George EliotMacmillan, 1902 - 206 lappuses |
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171. lappuse - This is life to come, Which martyred men have made more glorious For us who strive to follow. May I reach That purest heaven, be to other souls The cup of strength in some great agony, Enkindle generous...
132. lappuse - It is the habit of my imagination to strive after as full a vision of the medium in which a character moves as of the character itself. The psychological causes which prompted me to give such details of Florentine life and history as I have given, are precisely the same as those which determined me in giving the details of English village life in " Silas Marner," or the "Dodson" life, out of which were developed the destinies of poor Tom and Maggie.
171. lappuse - Which martyred men have made more glorious For us who strive to follow. May I reach That purest heaven, be to other souls The cup of strength in some great agony, Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, Beget the smiles that have no cruelty, Be the sweet presence of a good diffused, And in diffusion ever more intense. So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world.
177. lappuse - Your pier-glass or extensive surface of polished steel made to be rubbed by a housemaid, will be minutely and multitudinously scratched in all directions ; but place now against it a lighted candle as a centre of illumination, and lo ! the scratches will seem to arrange themselves in a fine series of concentric circles round that little sun.
158. lappuse - ... had only been more haggard and less majestic, those who had glimpses of her outward life might have said she was a tyrannical, griping harridan, with a tongue like a razor. No one said exactly that ; but they never said anything like the full truth about her, or divined what was hidden under that outward life — a woman's keen sensibility and dread, which lay screened behind all her petty habits and narrow notions, as some quivering thing with eyes and throbbing heart may lie crouching behind...
61. lappuse - Yet these commonplace people - many of them - bear a conscience, and have felt the sublime prompting to do the painful right; they have their unspoken sorrows, and their sacred joys; their hearts have perhaps gone out towards their firstborn, and they have mourned over the irreclaimable dead. Nay, is there not a pathos in their very insignificance - in our comparison of their dim and narrow existence with the glorious possibilities of that human nature which they share?
36. lappuse - ... great power of God' manifested in her — that I cannot read six pages of hers without feeling that it is given to her to delineate human passion and its results — (and...
100. lappuse - Stephen — is too vital a part of my whole conception and purpose for me to be converted to the condemnation of it. If I am wrong there — if I did not really know what my heroine would feel and do under the circumstances in which I deliberately placed her, I ought not to have written this book at all, but quite a different book, if any.
90. lappuse - To my feeling, there is more thought and a profounder veracity in ' The Mill ' than in ' Adam ' ; but Adam is more complete, and better balanced. My love of the childhood scenes made me linger over them ; so that I could not develop as fully as I wished the concluding
102. lappuse - Stephen was mute : he was incapable of putting a sentence together, and Maggie bent her arm a little upward towards the large half-opened rose that had attracted her. Who has not felt the beauty of a woman's arm? — the unspeakable suggestions of tenderness that lie in the dimpled elbow, and all the varied gently-lessening curves down to the delicate wrist, with its tiniest, almost imperceptible nicks in the firm softness.