Chapters in European History: The prophet of the Renaissance [Michael Angelo] The eighteenth century. The principles of '89. The age of BalzacChapman & Hall, 1886 |
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absolute Alfred de Musset ancient Balzac bien C'est Cæsarism called Catholic character Christian Church civil clergy Comédie Humaine constitutional Declaration Deism despotism Dieu divine doctrine eighteenth century England English equal être Europe Euvres existence expression fact France freedom French Revolution heart Holy Honoré de Balzac human nature hundred Ibid ideas individual influence intellectual Jacobin Jesuits king last century Le Père Goriot less liberty live Louis XIV Madame de Beauséant Maine de Biran medieval ment Michael Angelo mind monarch moral nation noble observes ochlocracy Paris passions Père Goriot philosophy political Pope principles of 89 Protestantism public order qu'il Rastignac religion religious Renaissance Rousseau Sainte-Beuve sense sentiment siècle social Society of Jesus sophisms soul sovereign sovereignty Spain speak spiritual supreme teaching theory things thought tion tout true truth Vautrin VIII virtue Voltaire words writes
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Page 317 - Take but degree away, untune that string, And, hark! what discord follows; each thing meets In mere oppugnancy: the bounded waters Should lift their bosoms higher than the shores, And make a sop of all this solid globe: Strength should be lord of imbecility And the rude son should strike his father dead: Force should be right; or rather right and wrong Between whose endless jar justice resides Should lose their names, and so should justice too.
Page 57 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 134 - The world is still deceived with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
Page 248 - But you who seek to give and merit fame, And justly bear a critic's noble name, Be sure yourself and your own reach to know, How far your genius, taste, and learning go ; Launch not beyond your depth, but be discreet, 50 And mark that point where sense and dulness meet.
Page 132 - L'homme n'est qu'un roseau le plus faible de la nature, mais c'est un roseau pensant. Il ne faut pas que l'univers entier s'arme pour l'écraser. Une vapeur, une goutte d'eau, suffit pour le tuer. Mais quand l'univers l'écraserait, l'homme serait encore plus noble que ce qui le tue, parce qu'il sait qu'il meurt; et l'avantage que l'univers a sur lui, l'univers n'en sait rien. Toute...
Page 58 - Now know I well how that fond phantasy, Which made my soul the worshipper and thrall Of earthly art, is vain; how criminal Is that which all men seek unwillingly. Those amorous thoughts which were so lightly dressed. What are they when the double death is nigh ? The one I know for sure, the other dread.
Page 85 - Thus saith the Lord God: Because thy heart is lifted up, And thou hast said: I am a god, I sit in the seat of God, In the heart of the seas; Yet thou art man, and not God, Though thou didst set thy heart as the heart of God— Behold, thou art wiser than Daniel!
Page 183 - When I mention religion, I mean the Christian religion ; and not only the Christian religion, but the Protestant religion ; and not only the Protestant religion, but the Church of England.
Page 227 - THE first man who, having enclosed a piece of ground, bethought himself of saying This is mine, and found people simple enough to believe him, was the real founder of civil society.
Page 84 - The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus ever fair, and ever young. The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets, beat the drums ; Flushed with a purple grace He shows his honest face : Now give the hautboys breath ; he comes, he comes.