Evolution of Expression — Volume 1
TO THE
I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently: for in the very
gs, to split the ears of the groundlings, who, for the most part, are capable of nothing but inexplicable dumb sho
hat you o'erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first, and now, was, and is, to
eatre of others. Oh, there be players, that I have seen play, and heard others praise, and that highly, not to speak it profanely, that, neither having the accent of Christians, nor the g
M SHAK
AND TH
ening, noon
od!" sang
poor trade
daily meal
bored, lon
rk the boy'
, at eac
and sang, "
I
gain his cu
l turned to
he listening m
thou art h
if thy vo
God, the Pop
Day, the P
d from Pet
I
ite, "Would
im, that great
ssed, da
ocrite
a day end
years are
heaven, "Nor
he voice of
V
, like a rai
wings and s
flesh, the
nd played the
evening, no
in place o
boy, to you
off the stri
atured an
season
'er the tr
ived on ea
's will; to
earth or i
A praise is
doubt in i
I
old world
hat from my
ves sound
little hum
ang Gabriel's
sguise, rema
r Day: he f
bove Saint P
I
ring-room
t outer
oly vestme
new Pope,
his pa
k upon h
a boy, he pl
life the sic
I
ell, when de
a dream br
from the si
iest, and no
with prais
sight the a
from thy craf
e here; I d
X
left my an
y dream of
aise seemed we
's choru
and prai
way, while
ak voice of
ation's pau
e cell and
craftsman a
grew old
dwelt at Pe
ed as the
ht God si
T BRO
AND S
falsehoods, but he who does not purposely, and with sincere heart, utter Truth, and Truth alone; who babbles he knows not what, and has clapped no bridle o
ulness); it is the genial atmosphere in which rank weeds of every kind attain the mastery over noble fruits in man's life, and utterly
the man himself. Were eyes put into our head, that we might see, or that we might fancy, and plausibly pretend, we had seen? Was the tongue suspended there, that it might tell truly what we
ssionately entreat thee, till thy thought have silently matured itself, till thou have other than
le to thee! Cease that chaotic hubbub, wherein thy own soul runs to waste, to confused suicidal dislocation and stu
? Nothing dies, nothing can die. No idlest word thou speakest but is a seed cast into Time, and grows through all Eternity! The Recording
S CAR
AN AND THE
rld;-if wealth
brother;-friends
worthless-witle
been a stable
ood sir, makes
, no doubt, and
I
r, Heaven help you
d within him,
intellect of
n;-the world wi
:-Why should it
weigh purses, s
I
oor fellow, ke
se:-he paid
ticed him, an
me. "Strange!" c
t
this side,
introduce a
w there, in
y and freezi
d
silence-"Bette
V
an burst
us rich,
pride himself
isdom, he ha
s better; he
sion!-all st
ound to ask hi
HONEST duty
range a sofa
conduct
ir, the hono
arth-Is't pos
for such kind
man hung
himself
ed beyond my
ooking
dly face
tell me why is
at's a silly qu
ther-"have yo
y lend h
or sil
e can borrow,
MNI
RING OF T
e watch of a s
rk, but the hea
een in the
the stars, and t
which rolls
ight on the
ks down on o
e shades on hi
s huge gray
cone on the
broken by sp
-bough and th
eir clustering
dies the fire
winkles that
s of the gatheri
I
re on the m
s its ripple
d length o
ike, spiral
whist, and the
the shelvy
s heard on t
's chirp, and t
uze-winge
of the wailin
seen, and ce
te of wai
ing spreads h
d sky in her
I
r of fairy b
has kept the
them all with c
heart of the
awakened th
th him in the
ring the ho
e Fays to t
trokes on his
he white snail'
omes, and a
ither win
awn of the
V
om beds of l
m the mullein'
e backs of
r tops of moon
ing in their
i
out in the ev
e hum-bird's
en him out by
n plumes of his
there till the
in the scoop
ing rising-s
opened the
ithin its p
throng the mo
low-on e
le minim f
ksy pomp of
ot now to p
d dance aro
mushroom b
e dew from t
sorrow wait
has broken hi
ved an ea
her his woo
n upon her
him in her
heek with hi
he ringlets
ng on her s
Lily-King
e shadowy t
Court must
y stand exp
doom of the
I
as reared up
ood and of
f mottled to
burnish
gorgeous c
ip's crims
sat on his j
the crown im
r Fay was a
were ranged ar
RODMA
G OF TH
der spears, bow th
uds send thei
the million the
in and rive
rops fall-but they
war is the g
n, the plen
I
e baked, and th
hey yawn em
of waters is h
ow leaps ou
drops pelting th
ha wide pavemen
ea
n, the plen
I
throws wide his
ps dance in
s her flower-pots
a
by her hal
the skylight, f
crippled lad on
n, the plen
V
m men, where high
green mos
ted heather nod
orrents lift u
in the hollows
heir thousand poi
gh
n, the plen
fir-wood below
ush pipes fu
ar shining will
s, and thick
pe sings, at the h
t springs from a g
n, the plen
CTA
Y REA
t care how light and sound travel. Very likely: but make yourself care; get up, shake yourself well, pretend to care, make believe to care, and very soon you will care, and care so much that you will sit for hours thinking about light and sou
f its asperities. There is nothing so horrible as languid study, when you sit looking at the clock, wishing the time was over, or that somebody would call
hts after the battle of Cannae, and heaping them into bushels; and to be so intimately present at the actions you are reading of that when anybody knocks at the door it will take you t
ot useless: this is the knowledge which gets into the system, and which a man carries about
EY S
V
Lord of Hosts, fr
r
r sovereign lie
va
the merry sound
nc
-fields green, a
land of
e, our own Roche
wa
light the eyes o
ght
ant in our ills, b
f and still are t
s an
single field hat
w
for Ivry, and
I
ts were beating,
d
of the League
ra
-led citizens, and
out infantry, and
ea
d of false Lorraine
a
was in the midst,
a
d on them, we th
pled
hoary hair all dabb
the living God,
w
own holy name, an
I
marshal us, in all
a snow white plum
es
s people, and a t
e traitors, and h
hi
he smiled on us,
w
, a deafening sho
the K
rd bearer fall, a
a
promise yet of s
ee my white plume
s of
amme to-day the h
V
are moving. Hark
d, and trump, and
ver
pricking fast ac
ai
ing chivalry of Gu
f those ye love,
an
den lilies-upon th
are striking deep
r
are pressing clos
e cr
, and on they rus
ing
est carnage blaz
va
ed, the day is o
d his
ed for quarter; t
ai
aking like thin clo
a
d with bleeding st
en m
ht on vengeance,
a
Bartholomew! wa
m
entle Henry-"No
o
ery foreigner, but
o
such a knight, in f
lord, King Henr
va
I
t all the French
ce t
y banner God gav
igion have borne
d of Rosny hath
it
milian the cornet
ith crosses black,
rai
unfurl it wide-
y
bled the proud h
urch s
, while trumpets s
t of
eds, a foot-cloth
va
I
Vienna! ho! mat
rend your hair f
l re
for charity, thy
nks may sing a
men's
s of the league,
bri
St. Genevieve, k
nig
crushed the tyr
d the
unsel of the wise
br
holy name, for who
overeign lord, Kin
MAC
DAFF
d lonely
n high o'er v
t once I s
f golden
lake, benea
nd dancing i
I
as the star
le on the
h'd in neve
margin o
nd saw I a
heads in spr
I
side them da
sparkling wa
uld not b
a jocund
gazed-but li
he show to me
V
hen on my
or in pe
upon that
he bliss o
heart with p
with the
DSW
RFUL
every state people may be cheerful; the lambs skip, birds sing and fly joyously, puppies play, kittens are full of joy, the whole air is full
say, possesses the world, whereas the melanch
ome, brooding and thinking, or doing little, will bring gloom. The reaction of this feelin
member joy more readily than sorrow, and always l
nd bring to perfection, a thoroughly bad one; but we may be certain that to do so is a very grave error and s
, affliction; converts ignorance into an amiable simplicity, and re
more in the same time, -he will do it better,-he will persevere longer. One is scarcely sensible of fat
owers of endurance. Efforts, to be permanently useful, must be uniformly joyous
bid man cries out that there is always enough wrong in the world to make a man miserable. Conceded
loud, not bating one jot of heart or hope if for a moment cast down: honoring his occupation, whatever it may be; renderi
FRIS
IN THE
world is wi
fields of
dancing e
is almo
builded high
eaven's li
leets seren
py clou
I
run, the bare
ollow rings
falls and das
rs burst
re full of l
he romping
uffles blue
nes roar o
I
go by, a n
meadows al
rk drops his
ihe leaf
runs, and no
dips with f
utes, the sp
allows flo
V
spirit's c
in enchan
e sun upo
rom care
rth bids me
brow and u
spirit in
the spri
tumult of
th the wak
bluebird i
with wind
er of imm
lorious worl
s and the wo
earth and
ALD LA