In youth we may have an absolutely new experience, subjective or objective, every hour of the day. Apprehension is vivid, retentiv...eness strong, and our recollections of that time, like those in a time spent in rapid and interesting travel, are of something intricate, multitudinous, and long-drawn-out. But as each passing year converts some of this experience into automatic routine which we hardly note at all, the days and the weeks smooth themselves out in recollection to a contentless unit, and the years grow hollow and collapse.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul. Not drowned entirely, though. Rather carried ...down alive to wondrous depths, where strange shapes of the unwarped primal world glided to and fro before his passive eyes; and the miser-merman, Wisdom, revealed his hoarded heaps; and among the joyous, heartless, ever-juvenile eternities, Pip saw the multitudinous, God-omnipresent, coral insects, that out of the firmament of waters heaved the colossal orbs. He saw God's foot upon the treadle of the loom, and spoke it.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
--These are men whose minds the Dead have ravished Memory fingers in their hair of murders,... Multitudinous murders they once witnessed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
If I venture to displace ... the microscopical speck of dust... on the point of my finger,... I have done a deed which shakes the ...Moon in her path, which causes the Sun to be no longer the Sun, and which alters forever the destiny of multitudinous myriads of stars.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No. This my hand will rather... The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
That land is like an Eagle, whose young gaze Feeds on the noontide beam, whose golden plume... Floats moveless on the storm, and in the blaze Of sunrise gleams when Earth is wrapped in gloom; An epitaph of glory for the tomb Of murdered Europe may thy fame be made, Great People! as the sands shalt thou become; Thy growth is swift as morn, when night must fade; The multitudinous Earth shall sleep beneath thy shade.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »