The Writings of Oliver Wendell Holmes: Pages from an old volume of lifePrinted at the Riverside Press, 1891 |
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Página 286 - I do not know the air; and until I am complete master of a tune in my own singing (such as it is), I never can compose for it. My way is: I consider the poetic sentiment correspondent to my idea of the musical expression, then choose my theme, begin one stanza; when that is composed, which is generally the most difficult part of the business, I walk out, sit down now and then, look out for objects in nature...
Página 287 - ... harmony with the cogitations of my fancy, and workings of my bosom; humming every now and then the air, with the verses I have framed.
Página 400 - It were better to have no opinion of God at all, than such an Opinion as is unworthy of him : for the one is unbelief, the other is contumely : and certainly superstition is the reproach of the Deity. Plutarch saith well to that purpose :
Página 115 - I should advise persisting in our struggle for liberty, though it were revealed from heaven that nine hundred and ninety-nine were to perish, and only one of a thousand were to survive, and retain his liberty ! One such free man must possess more virtue, and enjoy more happiness, than a thousand slaves ; and let him propagate his like, and transmit to them what he hath so nobly preserved.
Página 257 - Is it well with thee ? is it well with thy husband ? is it well with the child ? And she answered, It is well.
Página 199 - Every day's necessity calls for a reparation of that portion which death fed on all night, when we lay in his lap, and slept in his outer chambers. The very spirits of a man prey upon the daily portion of bread and flesh, and every meal is a rescue from one death, and lays up for another ; and while we think a...
Página 287 - And what if all of animated nature Be but organic harps diversely framed, That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, At once the Soul of each, and God of all?
Página 283 - I thought, by a rival fledgling of the Muse. They were so far beyond my powers, that I despaired of equalling them; yet I must have made them unconsciously as I read them. Could I only have remembered them waking! But I must here add another personal experience, of which I will say beforehand, — somewhat as honest Izaak Walton said of his pike, " This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers or very honest men," — this story is good only for philosophers and very small children.
Página 202 - The body of my brother's son Stood by me, knee to knee: The body and I pulled at one rope But he said nought to me. "I fear thee, ancient Mariner!
Página 334 - I slept soundly till three o'clock, awak'd, and then writ these lines — Come, pleasing rest — eternal slumber fall, Seal mine, that once must seal the eyes of all ; Calm and compos'd, my soul her journey takes. No guilt that troubles — and no heart that aches. Adieu ! thou sun, all bright like her arise ; Adieu ! fair friends, and all that's good and wise.