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That, like the Red-cross Knight, they urge their way, | And dress'd with springs and forests tall, | 0 |
Whence they, like richly-laden merchants, come | And thou, thou rich-hair'd youth of morn, | 0 |
The dripping of the oar suspended! | Yet lives there one whose heedless eye | 2 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Where slowly winds the stealing wave!; | 2 |
How godlike, how immortal, is he? | What a piece of worke is a man! How Noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! In forme and mouing
how expresse and admirable! In Action, how like an Angel in apprehension, how like a God! | 4 |
By these Religious saved for all posterity. | Happier, hopeless Fair, if never | 0 |
“With a rusty dagger-fragment in one hand, and a bit of a wine-jar in another, I sat me down
on the ruinous green sofa I have spoken of, and bethought me long and deeply of these same Buccaneers.
Could it be possible, that they robbed and murdered one day, reveled the next, and rested themselves
by turning meditativ... | Nor, in truth, had the Old Manse ever been profaned by a lay occupant until that memorable summer afternoon
when I entered it as my home. A priest had built it; a priest had succeeded to it; other priestly men from
time to time had dwelt in it; and children born in its chambers had grown up to assume the priestly cha... | 2 |
On either hand dung to by a girl who would have laid down her life for him; Pierre, nevertheless,
in his deepest, highest part, was utterly without sympathy from any thing divine, human, brute, or vegetable.
One in a city of hundreds of thousands of human beings, Pierre was solitary as at the Pole. | The men and women around me, even speaking with me, were but Figures;
I had, practically, forgotten that they were alive, that they were not merely automatic.
In midst of their crowded streets and assemblages, I walked solitary;
and (except as it was my own heart, not another’s, that I kept devouring)
savage also, ... | 4 |
But here, the officer of the boat, who had at last succeeded in beating off the towing sailors, and was now,
with face turned aft, assisting the bowsman at his oar, suddenly called to Captain Delano, to see what the
black was about; while a Portuguese oarsman shouted to him to give heed to what the Spaniard was sayin... | At this moment one of my Portuguese sailors in the boat spoke to me, and gave me to understand what Don Bonito
said. I desired the captain to come aft and sit down by my side, and in a calm deliberate manner relate the
whole affair. In the mean time the boat was employed in picking up the men who had jumped from the ... | 4 |
They were pleasant spring days, in which the winter of man’s discontent was thawing as well as the earth, and
the life that had lain torpid began to stretch itself. | Now is the winter of our discontent / Made glorious summer by this son of York. | 5 |
How godlike, how immortal, is he? | God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them | 3 |
But small consolation was this, when he considered the final insanity of his mother;
for whence that insanity but from a hate-grief unrelenting, even as his father must have
become insane from a sin-grief irreparable? Nor did this remarkable double-doom of his parents
wholly fail to impress his mind with presentiment... | I don’t know that I sha’n’t end with insanity | 3 |
it is Winter. Sweet Summer is done; and Autumnis done; but the book,
like the bitter Winter, is yet to be finished. Ihat season’s wheat is long garnered,
Pierre; that season’s ripe apples and grapes are in; no crop, no plant, no fruit is out; the
whole harvest is done. Oh, woe to that belated winter-overtaken plant, ... | O may no wintry season, bare and hoary,
See it half finished: but let Autumn bold,
With universal tinge of sober gold,
Be all about me when I make an end. | 3 |
The dripping of the oar suspended! | With many a vow from Hope's aspiring tongue, | 1 |
I sometimes wonder that we can be so frivolous, I may almost say, as to attend to the gross but somewhat
foreign form of servitude called Negro Slavery, there are so many keen and subtle masters that enslave both
north and south. It is hard to have a southern overseer; it is worse to have a northern one; but worst of... | I understand by Slavery, that condition in which one human being exists mainly as a convenience for other
human beings. . . . You will readily understand, therefore, that if I regard your enterprise with less
absorbing interest than you do, it is not that I deem Slavery a less but a greater evil. If I am less trouble... | 3 |
By virtue's holiest Powers attended. | Of all the sons of soul, was known; | 1 |
Whence they, like richly-laden merchants, come | The whiles, the vaulted shrine around, | 0 |
It is as if the skycope were rent, and from the black valley of Jehoshaphat, he
caught upper glimpses of the seraphim in the visible act of adoring. | In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne,
high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple.
Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings;
with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly. | 4 |
Truth, their immortal Una? Babylon, | Where he who thinks, with rapture blind, | 0 |
By virtue's holiest Powers attended. | In vain--Such bliss to one alone, | 1 |
Look: a nothing is the substance, it casts one shadow one way, and another the other way;
and these two shadows cast from one nothing; these, seems to me, are Virtue and Vice. | Which dreams, indeed, are ambition,
for the very substance of the ambitious is merely
the shadow of a dream. | 3 |
Now let us, as we float along, | My trembling feet his guiding steps pursue; | 1 |
How calm! how still! the only sound, | The genial meads, assign'd to bless | 2 |
Pierre, once such syllables from thee, were all refreshing, and bedewing to me;
now, though they drop as warmly and as fluidly from thee,
yet falling through another and an intercepting zone,
they freeze on the way, and clatter on my heart like hail, Pierre. | Ah, dear, if I be so,
From my cold heart let heaven engender hail
And poison it in the source, and the first stone
Drop in my neck; as it determines, so
Dissolve my life! | 3 |
How calm! how still! the only sound, | Young Fancy thus, to me divinest name, | 1 |
Pierre little foresaw that this world hath a secret deeper than beauty, and Life some burdens heavier than death. | Where life is more ter- rible than death, it is then the truest valour to dare to live. | 3 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Now waft me from the green hill's side | 2 |
The metaphysical writers confess, that the most impressive, sudden, and overwhelming event, as well as the minutest,
is but the product of an infinite series of infinitely involved and untraceable foregoing occurrences.
Just so with every motion of the heart. Why this cheek kindles with a noble enthusiasm; why that l... | Every human being is irresistibly compelled to act precisely as he does act:
in the eternity which preceded his birth a chain of causes was generated,
which, operating under the name of motives, makes it impossible
that any thought of his mind, or any action of his life, should be otherwise than it is. | 3 |
That would lament her;Memphis, Tyre, are gone | By whose the tarsel's eyes were made; | 0 |
What man, who is a man, does not feel livelier and more generous emotions toward the great god of Sin —-Satan,
-—than toward yonder haberdasher, who only is a sinner in the small and entirely honorable way of trade? | Nothing can exceed the energy and magnificence of the character of Satan as expressed in "Paradise Lost". | 3 |
In any weather, at any hour of the day or night, I have been anxious to improve the nick of time, and notch it
on my stick too; to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and future, which is precisely the present
moment; to toe that line. | This narrow isthmus ’twixt two boundless seas,
The past, the future, —-two eternities! | 4 |
Seating himself in the stern, Captain Delano, making a last salute, ordered the boat shoved off. The crew had
their oars on end. The bowsmen pushed the boat a sufficient distance for the oars to be lengthwise dropped.
The instant that was done, Don Benito sprang over the bulwarks, falling at the feet of Captain Delan... | At four P.M. a breeze sprung up from the souther quarter, which brought the Spanish ship into the roads. She
anchored about two cables length to the south east of our ship. Immediately after she anchored, our captain
with his boat was shoving off from along side the Spanish ship; when to his great surprise the Spanis... | 5 |
And pray that never child of song | And holy Genii guard the rock, | 1 |
Upon the beach of James’s Isle, for many years, was to be seen a rude finger-post, pointing inland.
And, perhaps, taking it for some signal of possible hospitality in this otherwise desolate spot—some good
hermit living there with his maple dish—the stranger would follow on in the path thus indicated,
till at last h... | Be that as it might, the tradition, says that the lad now left his task and hurried to the battle-field
with the axe still in his hand. The British had by this time retreated; the Americans were in pursuit;
and the late scene of strife was thus deserted by both parties. Two soldiers lay on the ground, -—one was
a co... | 2 |
For the pattern is new in every moment
And every moment is a new and shocking
Valuation of all we have been. | What we know of other people
Is only our memory of the moments
During which we know them
And they have changed since then. | 3 |
The chill ascends from feet to knees,
The fever sings in mental wires. | The trilling wire in the blood
Sings below inveterate scars | 4 |
In order to arrive there,
To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
You must go by the way of dispossess... | In order to arrive at having pleasure in everything,
Desire to have pleasure in nothing.
In order to arrive at possessing everything,
Desire to possess nothing.
In order to arrive at being everything,
Desire to be nothing.
In order to arrive at knowing everything,
Desire to know nothing.
In order to arrive at that wher... | 4 |
That was in the lion month of March. Not forgotten are the blue noses of the carpenters, and how they
scouted at the greenness of the cit, who would build his sole piazza to the north. But March don’t last
forever; patience, and August comes. And then, in the cool elysium of my northern bower, I, Lazarus in
Abraham’... | There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table:
moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
A... | 5 |
Wherefore whoso storms the sky gives best proof he came from thither!
But whatso crawls contented in the moat before that crystal fort,
shows it was born within that slime, and there forever will abide. | What are they which dwell
So humbly in their pride, as to sojourn
With worms in clay? | 4 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Listening the deep applauding thunder; | 1 |
For 'him' suspend the dashing oar; | I read aright that gifted bard, | 1 |
But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon plowed into the soil for compost. | This, indeed, is true, that the soul is not the whole man, but the better part of man; the body not the whole,
but the inferior part of man. | 4 |
In short, this chronometrical and horological conceit, in sum, seems to teach this:
—-That in things terrestrial (horological) a man must not be governed by ideas celestial (chronometrical) | On the left stands the slender octagon tower of the horologe. | 3 |
Pierre’s hands were small, and his ruffles white, | He (Ali Pacha) said he was certain I was a man of birth, because I had . . . little white hands. | 4 |
There are nowadays professors of philosophy, but not philosophers. Yet it is admirable to profess because it
was once admirable to live. To be a philosopher is not merely to have subtle thoughts, nor even to found a
school, but so to love wisdom as to live according to its dictates, a life of simplicity, independence... | The one condition coupled with the gift of truth is its use. That man shall be learned who reduceth his
learning to practice. | 4 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Have now o'erturn'd the inspiring bowers; | 1 |
The evening darkness gathers round | Have now o'erturn'd the inspiring bowers; | 1 |
“And lonesome; lonesome, because so wide. Sometimes, ’tis true, of afternoons, I go a little way;
but soon come back again. Better feel lone by hearth, than rock. The shadows hereabouts I know —-those
in the woods are strangers.”
“But the night?”
“Just like the day. Thinking, thinking—a wheel I cannot stop; pure want... | Her tears fell with the dews at even;
Her tears fell ere the dews were dried;
She could not look on the sweet heaven,
Either at morn or eventide.
After the flitting of the bats,
When thickest dark did trance the sky,
She drew her casement-curtain by,
And glanced athwart the glooming flats.
She only said, "The night is ... | 4 |
Because in us love is profane, since it mortally reaches toward the heaven in ye! | If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine . . . | 4 |
How calm! how still! the only sound, | But thou who own'st that earthly bed, | 2 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Seraphic wires were heard to sound, | 1 |
Another feature in these isles is their emphatic uninhabitableness. It is deemed a fit type of all-forsaken
overthrow, that the jackal should den in the wastes of weedy Babylon; but the Encantadas refuse to harbor even
the outcasts of the beasts.Man and wolf alike disown them. Little but reptile life is here found: t... | And Babylon shall become heaps, a dwellingplace for dragons, an astonishment, and an hissing, without an inhabitant.
They shall roar together like lions: they shall yell as lions' whelps. | 5 |
Learned and wise, hath perished utterly, | And all the bright uncounted powers | 0 |
What mean ye by saying that the poor ye have always with you, or that the fathers have eaten sour grapes,
and the children’s teeth are set on edge? | What mean ye, that ye use this proverb concerning the land of Israel, saying, The fathers have eaten sour
grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge? | 5 |
By virtue's holiest Powers attended. | And she, from out the veiling cloud, | 1 |
The association of man and woman
In daunsinge, signifying matrimonie—
A dignified and commodious sacrament.
Two and two, necessarye coniunction,
Holding eche other by the hand or the arm
Whiche betokeneth concorde. | It is diligently to be noted that the associatinge of man and woman in daunsing, they both obseruinge one nombre and tyme in their meuynges, was not begonne without a speciall consideration, as well for the necessarye coniunction of those two persons, as for the initimation of sondry vertues: whiche be by them represen... | 4 |
The myriads who built the pyramids to be the tombs of the Pharaohs were fed on garlic, and it may be were
not decently buried themselves. | There are writings on the pyramids in Egyptian characters showing how much was spent on purges and onions and
garlic for the workmen. | 5 |
The evening darkness gathers round | But thou, lorn stream, whose sullen tide | 2 |
This incident; suggestive as it was at the time, in the sequel had a surprising effect upon Pierre.
For he considered with what infinite readiness now, the most faithful portrait of any one
could be taken by the Daguerreotype,whereas in former times a faithful portrait
was only within the power of the moneyed, or me... | almost everybody is having his "mug" engraved nowadays; so that
this test of distinction is getting to be reversed; and therefore, to see one's "mug" in a magazine,
is presumptive evidence that he's a nobody. So being as vain a man as ever lived,
and believing that my illustrious name is famous throughout the world ... | 4 |
Talk of a divinity in man! | There is surely a peece of Divinity in us; something that was before the Elements, and owes no homage unto
the Sun. | 4 |
The dripping of the oar suspended! | Thy life, shall mourn thy early doom; | 2 |
Has the reader gone wandering, hand in hand with me, through the inner passages of my being? and have we
groped together into all its chambers and examined their treasures or their rubbish? Not so. We have been
standing on the greensward, but just within the cavern’s mouth, where the common sunshine is free to penetr... | The object of the man, the aim of these moments, is to make daylight shine through him, to suffer the law to
traverse his whole being without obstruction, so that on what point soever of his doing your eye falls it
shall report truly of his character, whether it be his diet, his house, his religious forms, his societ... | 3 |
By virtue's holiest Powers attended. | And, oft as ease and health retire | 2 |
The walls swept to and fro, like the foliage of a forest with blazonings of conquerors’ flags. Naught outside
the hall was visible. No windows were within four-and-twenty feet of the floor. Cut off from all other sights,
I was hemmed in by one splendid spectacle—splendid, I mean, everywhere, but as the eye fell towar... | There was a certain rich man, which was clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
And there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
And desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table:
moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
A... | 5 |
The least impatience, any quickness of temper, a sharp remonstrating word from a customer in a seedy coat,
or betraying any other evidence of poverty, however minute and indirect (for in that pecuniary
respect they are the most piercing and infallible of all the judgers of men),
will be almost sure to provoke, in suc... | The gross lines are legible to the dull: the cabman is phrenologist so far:
he looks in your face to see if his shilling is sure. | 3 |
Whence they, like richly-laden merchants, come | Himself in some diviner mood, | 0 |
But in other hours, Nature satisfies by its loveliness, and without any mixture of corporeal benefit. I see
the spectacle of morning from the hill-top over against my house, from day-break to sun-rise, with emotions
which an angel might share. The long slender bars of cloud float like fishes in the sea of crimson lig... | The reader must not, from any testimony of mine, contract a dislike towards our slumberous stream. In the light
of a calm and golden sunset it becomes lovely beyond expression; the more lovely for the quietude that so well
accords with the hour, when even the wind, after blustering all day long, usually hushes itself... | 4 |
The terrors of the face were not those of Gorgon; not by repelling hideousness did it smite him so;
but bewilderingly allured him, by its nameless beauty, and its long-suffering, hopeless anguish. | They ferry over this Lethean Sound
Both to and fro, thir sorrow to augment,
And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach
The tempting stream, with one small drop to loose
In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe,
All in one moment, and so neer the brink;
But Fate withstands, and to oppose th' attempt
Medusa with Gorgon... | 3 |
In all this, how unadmonished was our Pierre by that foreboding and prophetic lesson taught, not less by Palmyra’s quarries, than by Palmyra’s ruins. | ‘Behold,’ the Fairy cried,
'Palmyra’s ruined palaces!
Behold where grandeur frowned!
Behold where pleasure smiled!
What now remains? -the memory
Of senselessness and shame. | 4 |
that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse. | I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you
Which shall be the darkness of God. As, in a theatre,
The lights are extinguished, for the scene to be changed
With a hollow rumble of wings, with a movement of darkness on darkness,
And we know that the hills and the trees, the distant panorama
And the bold i... | 5 |
By these Religious saved for all posterity. | Nigh sphered in heaven, its native strains could hear; | 0 |
Whence they, like richly-laden merchants, come | To whom, prepared and bathed in heaven, | 0 |
The uncommon vigor of the child at length roused the mother. She started up, at a distance facing Captain
Delano. But as if not at all concerned at the attitude in which she had been caught, delightedly she caught
the child up, with maternal transports, covering it with kisses.
There’s naked nature, now; pure tendern... | I do not recollect a single instance of hardheartedness towards mein the women. In all my wanderings and
wretchedness, I found
them uniformly kind and compassionate; and I can truly say, as my predecessor Mr. Ledyard has eloquently said
before me:
"To a woman, I never addressed myself in the language of de- cency an... | 5 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | Long, long thy stone and pointed clay | 2 |
Something I have said before. | Descend lower, descend only
Into the world of perpetual solitude,
World not world, but that which is not world,
Internal darkness, deprivation
And destitution of all property,
Desiccation of the world of sense,
Evacuation of the world of fancy,
Inoperancy of the world of spirit;
This is the one way, and the other
Is th... | 5 |
By virtue's holiest Powers attended. | The dangerous passions kept aloof, | 1 |
Look at the teamster on the highway, wending to market by day or night; does any divinity stir within him? | Tis the Divinity that stirs within us;
’Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man. | 5 |
I am wont to think that men are not so much the keepers of herds as herds are the keepers of men, the former
are so much the freer. Men and oxen exchange work; but if we consider necessary work only, the oxen will be
seen to have greatly the advantage, their farm is so much the larger. | So long as cattle are used in agriculture, it is very evident that man will remain a slave, whether he be
proprietor or hireling. The driving of cattle beyond their natural and pleasurable exertion; the waiting upon
them as cook and chambermaid three parts of the year; the excessive labor of mowing, curing and housin... | 4 |
Truth, their immortal Una? Babylon, | With many a vow from Hope's aspiring tongue, | 0 |
This view might have been considered rather tame than otherwise, deficient in what landscape painters
call “life.” But, if so, the view from the other end of my chambers offered, at least, a contrast,
if nothing more. In that direction, my windows commanded an unobstructed view of a lofty brick wall,
black by age an... | In furtherance of my design, and as if to leave me no pretext for not fulfilling it, there was in the rear
of the house the most delightful little nook of a study that ever afforded its snug seclusion to a scholar.
It was here that Emerson wrote Nature; for he was then an inhabitant of the Manse, and used to watch
t... | 2 |
The evening darkness gathers round | With him, sweet Bard, may fancy die; | 2 |
In that lonely little closet of his, Pierre foretasted all that this world hath either of praise or dispraise;
and thus foretasting both goblets, anticipatingly hurled them both in its teeth.
All panegyric, all denunciation, all criticism of any sort, would come too late for Pierre. | I have been so praised elsewhere and abused, alternately, that mere habit has rendered me
as indifferent to both as a man of twenty-six can be to anything | 3 |
That the starry vault shall surcharge the heart with all rapturous marvelings,
is only because we ourselves are greater miracles, and superber trophies than all the
stars in universal space. | We are the miracle of miracles, —-the great inscrutable mystery of God. We cannot understand it,
we know not how to speak of it; but we may feel and know, if we like, that it is verily so. | 4 |
On either hand dung to by a girl who would have laid down her life for him; Pierre, nevertheless,
in his deepest, highest part, was utterly without sympathy from any thing divine, human, brute, or vegetable.
One in a city of hundreds of thousands of human beings, Pierre was solitary as at the Pole. | But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men,
To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess,
And roam along, the world's tired denizen,
With none who bless us, none whom we can bless;
Minions of splendour shrinking from distress!
None that, with kindred consciousness endued,
If we were not, would seem to smile the less
O... | 3 |
He is learning how to live, by rehearsing the part of death. | for the sake of the future, one postpones and loses the present. | 3 |
May know that Poet's sorrows more. | But thou who own'st that earthly bed, | 2 |
the darkness into which they peered
Or from which they turned their eyes. | In the middle of the journey of our life,
I found myself in a dark wood,
Having lost the straight path. | 3 |
Or quit with zealous step their knee-worn floors | The band, as fairy legends say, | 0 |
The dripping of the oar suspended! | Dun Night has veil'd the solemn view! | 2 |
He could not stay in his chamber: the house contracted to a nut-shell around him;
the walls smote his forehead; bare-headed he rushed from the place, and only in the infinite air,
found scope for that boundless expansion of his life. | O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell
and count myself a king of infinite space,
were it not that I have bad dreams. | 4 |
Nor leaves her Speech one word to aid the sigh | Retiring, sat with her alone, | 0 |
in a bramble,
On the edge of a grimpen, where is no secure foothold, | Grimpen Mire | 4 |
In summer, too, Canute-like, sitting here, one is often reminded of the sea. For not only do long ground-swells
roll the slanting grain, and little wavelets of the grass ripple over upon the low piazza, as their beach,
and the blown down of dandelions is wafted like the spray, and the purple of the mountains is just ... | By and by, in a little time, the outward world puts on a drear austerity. On some October morning
there is a heavy hoarfrost on the grass and along the tops of the fences; and at sunrise the leaves
fall from the trees of our avenue, without a breath of wind, quietly descending by their own weight.
All summer long th... | 4 |
As touched and bewitched by the loveliness of this silence, Pierre neared the cottage, and lifted his eyes, he swiftly paused, fixing his glance upon one upper, open casement there. Why now this impassioned, youthful pause? Why this enkindled cheek and eye? Upon the sill of the casement, a snow-white glossy pillow repo... | See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: O! that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that cheek. | 4 |
Now let us, as we float along, | Retiring, sat with her alone, | 1 |
How calm! how still! the only sound, | Ah! what will every dirge avail! | 2 |
For 'him' suspend the dashing oar; | Where, tangled round the jealous steep, | 1 |
In most books, the I, or first person, is omitted; in this it will be retained; that, in respect to egotism,
is the main difference. | I—- this thought which is called I—- is the mould into which the world is poured like melted wax. | 3 |
That, like the Red-cross Knight, they urge their way, | Lo! to each other nymph, in turn, applied, | 0 |
The evening darkness gathers round | Thy life, shall mourn thy early doom; | 2 |
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