The Essays of "George Eliot."
Funk & Wagnalls, 1883 - 288 pages
This collection contains every essay written in George Eliot's career, including some rare works like The Influence of Rationalism.
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Page 97 - Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell; That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.
Page 256 - Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest : For He, whose car the winds are, and the clouds The dust that waits upon His sultry march, When sin hath moved Him, and His wrath is hot, Shall visit earth in mercy ; shall descend Propitious in His chariot paved with love : And what His storms have blasted and defaced For man's revolt, shall with a smile repair.
Page 238 - Here is firm footing; here is solid rock ! This can support us ; all is sea besides ; Sinks under us; bestorms, and then devours. His hand the good man fastens on the skies, And bids earth roll, nor feels her idle whirl.
Page 133 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Page 75 - Count o'er the joys thine hours have seen, Count o'er thy days from anguish free, And know, whatever thou hast been, 'Tis something better not to be.
Page 75 - Though gay companions o'er the bowl Dispel awhile the sense of ill: Though pleasure fires the maddening soul, The heart — the heart is lonely still!
Page 241 - Strong death, alone can heave the massy bar, This gross impediment of clay remove, And make us embryos of existence free From real life ; but little more remote Is he, not yet a candidate for light, The future embryo, slumbering in his sire. Embryos we must be till we burst the shell, • . Yon ambient azure shell, and spring to life, The life of gods, O transport ! and of man.