Joan of Arc and The English Mail-coach: Containing Also Levana and Our Ladies of SorrowMaynard, Merrill, & Company, 1906 - 196 pages |
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JOAN OF ARC THE ENGLISH MAIL C Thomas 1785-1859 De Quincey,J. M. (James Morgan) 1839-1916 Hart, E. No preview available - 2016 |
Joan of Arc and the English Mail-Coach Thomas De Quincey,R Adelaide B 1873 Witham No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 107 - From lightning and tempest; from plague, pestilence, and famine ; from battle and murder, and from sudden death, Good Lord, deliver us.
Page 152 - Hers is the meekness that belongs to the hopeless. Murmur she may. but it is in her sleep. Whisper she may, but it is to herself in the twilight. Mutter she does at times, but it is in solitary places that are desolate as she is desolate ; in ruined cities, and when the sun has gone down to his rest.
Page 44 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do, "What might be public good : myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...
Page 154 - She also is the mother of lunacies, and the suggestress of suicides. Deep lie the roots of her power; but narrow is the nation that she rules. For she can approach only those in whom a profound nature has been upheaved by central convulsions; in whom the heart trembles and the brain rocks under conspiracies^ of tempest from without and tempest from within. ^Madonna...
Page 132 - ... suddenly as from the ground yawning at her feet, leaped upon her, with the flashing of cataracts, Death the crowned phantom, with all the equipage of his terrors, and the tiger roar of his voice. The moments were numbered ; the strife was finished ; the vision was closed. In the twinkling of an eye, our flying horses had carried us to the termination of the umbrageous aisle ; at...
Page 64 - ... by God given back into her hands, as jewels that had been stolen from her by robbers. With those, perhaps, (for the minutes of dreams can stretch into ages,) was given back to her by God the bliss of childhood. By special privilege, for her might be created, in this farewell dream, a second childhood, innocent as the first ; but not, like that, sad with the gloom of a fearful mission in the rear.
Page 86 - The vital experience of the glad animal sensibilities made doubts impossible on the question of our speed; we heard our speed, we saw it, we felt it as a thrilling; and this speed was not the product of blind insensate agencies, that had no sympathy to give, but was incarnated in the fiery eyeballs of the noblest amongst brutes, in his dilated nostril, spasmodic muscles, and thunder-beating hoofs.
Page 150 - She it was that stood in Bethlehem on the night when Herod's sword swept its nurseries of innocents, and the little feet were stiffened...
Page 24 - Great was the throne of France even in those days, and great was he that sat upon it ; but well Joanna knew that not the throne, nor he that sat upon it, was for her ; but, on the contrary, that she was for them ; not she by them, but they by her, should rise from the dust. Gorgeous were the lilies...
Page 150 - ... but by signs in heaven, by changes on earth, by pulses in secret rivers, heraldries painted on darkness, and hieroglyphics written on the tablets of the brain.