Volume I Part 8 (1/2)
'The best criticisnity of hu out froued by the deo home and read what Jesus said,--”_Ye are of more value than erated praise'
'The Swedenborgians say, ”that is _Correspondence_,” and the phrenologists, ”that it is _Approbativeness,_” and so think they know all about it It would not be so, if we could be like the birds,--make one method, and then desert it, and ards crime, we cannot understand e have not _already_ felt;--thus, all crinize one part of ourselves in the worst actions of others When you take the subject in this light, do you not incline to consider the capacity for action as so?'
'How beautiful the life of Benvenuto Cellini! How his occupations perpetually iht naturally excited!'
'Father lecturedsatirical when the man of Words spake, and so attentive to the aret used often to talk about the books which she and I were reading
GodWIN 'I think you will be more and more satisfied with Godwin He has fully lived the double existence of ht where no object in life's panora ambition At any rate, if you study him, you may know all he has to tell He is quite free from vanity, and conceals not e of posterity
M'LLE D'ESPINassE 'I ae of selfish passion and ood for me How odious is the abandonment of passion, such as this, unshaded by pride or delicacy, unhallowed by religion,--a selfish craving only; every source of enjoy thirst Yet the picture, so minute in its touches, is true as death I should not like Delphine now'
Events in life, apparently trivial, often seenificance, and it was her pleasure to turn such to poetry On one occasion, the sight of a passion-flower, given by one lady to another, and then lost, appeared to her so significant of the character, relation, and destiny of the two, that it drew fro, as indicating her feeling of social relations
'Dear friend, rew pensive when I saw The flower, for thee so sweetly set apart, By one whose passionless though tender heart Is worthy to bestow, as angels are, By an unheeding hand conveyed away, To close, in unsoothed night, the promise of its day
'The mystic flower read in thy soul-filled eye To its life's question the desired reply, But caentle breast It hoped to find the haven of its rest; But in cold night, hurried afar fro destiny
'Yet thus, methinks, it utters as it dies,-- ”By the pure truth of those calentle eyes Which saw my life should find its aim in thine, I see a clime where no strait laws confine
In that blest land where _twos_ ne'er know a _three_, Save as the accord of their fine sympathy, O, best-loved, I ait for thee!”'
III
STUDIES
”Nur durch das Morgenthor des Schonen Drangst du in der Erkenntniss Land; An hohen Glanz sich zu gewohnen Uebt sich, a der Musen Mit susse die Kraft in deine”
SCHILLER
”To work, with heart resigned and spirit strong; Subdue, with patient toil, life's bitter wrong, Through Nature's dullest, as her brightest ways, We willto thy praise”
ES, _in the Dial_