There is a relation between the hours of our life and the centuries of time. As the air I breathe is drawn from the great reposito...ries of nature, as the light on my book is yielded by a star a hundred millions of miles distant, as the poise of my body depends on the equilibrium of centrifugal and centripetal forces, so the hours should be instructed by the ages and the ages explained by the hours.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He that travels in theory has no inconveniences; he has shade and sunshine at his disposal, and wherever he alights finds tables o...f plenty and looks of gaiety. These ideas are indulged till the day of departure arrives, the chaise is called, and the progress of happiness begins. A few miles teach him the fallacies of imagination. The road is dusty, the air is sultry, the horses are sluggish, and the postilion brutal. He longs for the time of dinner that he may eat and rest. The inn is crowded, his orders are neglected, and nothing remains but that he devour in haste what the cook has spoiled, and drive on in quest of better entertainment. He finds at night a more commodious house, but the best is always worse than he expected.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Up from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay,... The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I cannot remember things I once read A few friends, but they are in cities.... Drinking cold snow-water from a tin cup Looking down for miles Through high still air.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
And then he heard some old forgotten talk At a short distance like a hundred miles... Filling the air with its secrecy, And was afraid of all the living air....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Traveling on foot very early one morning due east from here about twenty miles,... I heard at some distance a faint music in the a...ir like an Ãâ olian harp, which I immediately suspected to proceed from the cord of the telegraph vibrating in the just awakening morning wind, and applying my ear to one of the posts I was convinced that it was so. It was the telegraph harp singing its message through the country, its message sent not by men, but by gods. Perchance, like the statue of Memnon, it resounds only in the morning, when the first rays of the sun fall on it. It was like the first lyre or shell heard on the sea-shore,--that vibrating cord high in the air over the shores of earth. So have all things their higher and their lower uses. I heard a fairer news than the journals ever print. It told of things worthy to hear, and worthy of the electric fluid to carry the news of, not of the price of cotton and flour, but it hinted at the price of the world itself and of things which are priceless, of absolute truth and beauty.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All the morning we had heard the sea roar on the eastern shore, which was several miles distant.... It was a very inspiriting soun...d to walk by, filling the whole air, that of the sea dashing against the land, heard several miles inland. Instead of having a dog to growl before your door, to have an Atlantic Ocean to growl for a whole Cape!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Looking southward, the heavens were completely overcast, the mountains capped with clouds, and the lake generally wore a dark and ...stormy appearance, but from its surface just north of Sugar Island, six or eight miles distant, there was reflected upward to us through the misty air a bright blue tinge from the distant unseen sky of another latitude beyond. They probably had a clear sky then at Greenville, the south end of the lake. Standing on a mountain in the midst of a lake, where would you look for the first sign of approaching fair weather? Not into the heavens, it seems, but into the lake.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Success four flights Thursday morning all against twenty one mile wind started from Level with engine power alone speed through ai...r thirty one miles longest 57 second inform Press home Christmas.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Old men who never cheated, never doubted, Communicated monthly, sit and stare... At the new suburb stretched beyond the run-way Where a young man lands hatless from the air.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »