Confessions of an English Opium-eaterTicknor and Fields, 1866 - 288 sivua |
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Sivu 193 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life...
Sivu 124 - ... clasped hands, and heart-breaking partings, and then — everlasting farewells ! and, with a sigh, such as the caves of hell sighed when the incestuous mother uttered the abhorred name of death, the sound was reverberated — everlasting farewells ! and again, and yet again reverberated — everlasting farewells ! And I awoke in struggles, and cried aloud — "I will sleep no more ! " But I am now called upon to wind up a narrative which has already extended to an unreasonable length.
Sivu 123 - Anthem, and which, like that, gave the feeling of a vast march, of infinite cavalcades filing off, and the tread of innumerable armies. The morning was come of a mighty day — a day of crisis and of final hope for human nature, then suffering some mysterious eclipse, and labouring in some dread extremity.
Sivu 110 - Midas turned all things to gold, that yet baffled his hopes and defrauded his human desires, so whatsoever things capable of being visually represented I did but think of in the darkness immediately shaped themselves into phantoms of the eye; and, by a process apparently no less inevitable, when thus once traced in faint and visionary colors, like writings in sympathetic ink, they were drawn out, by the fierce chemistry of my dreams, into insufferable splendor that fretted my heart.
Sivu 118 - I ran into pagodas, and was fixed for centuries at the summit, or in secret rooms. I was the idol ; I was the priest ; I was worshipped ; I was sacrificed. I fled from the wrath of Brama through all the forests of Asia.
Sivu 168 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of Nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Sivu 95 - ... notion that we were going to sacrifice him to some English idol. No ; there was clearly no help for it : he took his leave, and for some days I felt anxious ; but as I never heard of any Malay being found dead, I became convinced that he was used to opium ; and that I must have done him the service I designed, by giving him one night of respite from the pains of wandering. This incident I have digressed to mention, because this Malay (partly from the picturesque exhibition he assisted to frame,...
Sivu 66 - That my pains had vanished, was now a trifle in my eyes : — this negative effect was swallowed up in the immensity of those positive effects which had opened before me — in the abyss of divine enjoyment thus suddenly revealed. Here was a panacea — a ^UMO-/ nviyStt for all human woes: here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages...
Sivu 122 - And not a bowshot from me, upon a stone and shaded by Judean palms, there sat a woman; and I looked; and it was — Ann! She fixed her eyes upon me earnestly; and I said to her at length: "So then I have found you at last.
Sivu 67 - Here was a panacea, a ^dp^aitov vrjTrevff^, for all human woes; here was the secret of happiness, about which philosophers had disputed for so many ages, at once discovered ; happiness might now be bought for a penny, and carried in the waistcoat-pocket ; portable ecstasies might be had corked up in a pint-bottle ; and peace of mind could be sent down in gallons by the mail-coach.