Florence Sackville: Or Self-dependence. An Autobiography

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Harper & Brothers, publishers, 1852 - 184 páginas
 

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Página 42 - And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground. And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand; when thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Página 1 - O fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know ere long, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Página 81 - ... chambers in the lonely poles. It deepened rather than interrupted the dreary, mysterious stillness of the atmosphere. The lightning, too, had a summer softness in its noiseless and frequent gleam. It was not the fierce lightning of winter, but a warm, fitful brightness, almost fascinating in its light, rapid recurrence, tinged with the glow of heaven, and not with the glare of hell. There was no wind — no rain; and the air was as hushed as if it slept over chaos in the infancy of a new creation....
Página 59 - ... length he forgot that he was an outcast, and remembered triumphantly that he was still a priest. He felt animated by the same hopes, elevated by the same aspirations, as in those early days when he had harangued the wavering pagans in the temple, and first plotted the overthrow of the Christian Church. It was a terrible and warning proof of the omnipotent influence that a single idea may exercise over a whole life, to see that old man wandering among the crowds around him, still enslaved, after...
Página 79 - ... suffering people ; from the beggar who prowled for garbage, to the patrician who sighed over his new and unwelcome nourishment of simple bread. While the penitents who formed the procession above described were yet engaged in the performance of their unnoticed and unshared duties of penance and prayer, a priest ascended the great pulpit of the* Basilica, to attempt the ungrateful task of preaching patience and piety to the hungry multitude at his feet. He began his sermon by retracing the principal...
Página 65 - ... the distant lands that I would visit, of the happy nations that I would discover, of the mountain breezes that I would breathe, of the shady places that I would repose in, of the rivers that I would follow in their course, of the flowers I would plant, and the fruits I would gather! How I have hoped for such an existence as this ! How I have longed for a companion who might enjoy it as I should ! Have you never felt this joy that I have imagined to myself, you who have been free to wander wherever...

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