Charlotte Brontë and Her Sisters

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C. Scribner's sons, 1905 - 240 sivua
 

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Sivu 79 - Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts : unutterably vain ; Worthless as withered weeds Or idlest froth amid the boundless main To waken doubt in one Holding so fast by thine infinity : So surely anchored on The steadfast rock of immortality.
Sivu 76 - And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, " Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty ! " Yes, as my swift days near their goal, Tis all that I implore ; In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure.
Sivu 237 - I fancied an austere little Joan of Arc marching in upon us, and rebuking our easy lives, our easy morals. She gave me the impression of being a very pure, and lofty, and highminded person.
Sivu 79 - With wide-embracing love Thy Spirit animates eternal years; Pervades, and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears. Though earth and man were gone, And Suns and Universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every Existence would exist in Thee. There is not room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void : Thou — Thou art Being and Breath : — And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
Sivu 69 - I suffered much before I left Brussels. I think, however long I live, I shall not forget what the parting with M. Heger cost me. It grieved me so much to grieve him who has been so true, kind, and disinterested a friend.
Sivu 234 - ... names under those of Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell ; the ambiguous choice being dictated by a sort of conscientious scruple at assuming Christian names, positively masculine, while we did not like to declare ourselves women, because — without at the time suspecting that our mode of writing and thinking was not what is called
Sivu 33 - She looked a little old woman, so short-sighted that she always appeared to be seeking something, and moving her head from side to side to catch a sight of it. She was very shy and nervous, and spoke with a strong Irish accent. When a book was given her, she dropped her head over it till her nose nearly touched it, and when she was told to hold her head up, up went the book after it, still close to her nose, so that it was not possible to help laughing.
Sivu 80 - I'll walk where my own nature would be leading: It vexes me to choose another guide: Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding; Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side.
Sivu 119 - Wuthering Heights was hewn in a wild workshop, with simple tools, out of homely materials. The statuary* found a granite block on a solitary moor; gazing thereon, he saw how from the crag might be elicited a head, savage, swart, sinister; a form moulded with at least one element of grandeur - power. He wrought with a rude chisel, and from no model but the vision of his meditations.
Sivu 77 - After the age of twenty, having meantime studied alone with diligence and perseverance, she went with me to an establishment on the continent. The same suffering and conflict ensued, heightened by the strong recoil of her upright heretic and English spirit from the gentle Jesuitry of the foreign and Romish system.

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