Volume VII – Society and Solitude
Chapter I. Society and Solitude
Seyd melted the days like cups of pearl,Served high and low, the lord and churl,Loved harebells...
Chapter II. Civilization
We flee away from cities, but we bringThe best of cities with us, these learned classifiers, Me...
Chapter III. Art
I framed his tongue to music,I armed his hand with skill, I moulded his face to beautyAnd his ...
Chapter IV. Eloquence
For whom the Muses smile upon, And touch with soft persuasion,His words, like a storm-wind, can...
Chapter V. Domestic Life
I reached the middle of the mountUp which the incarnate soul must climb, And paused for them, a...
Chapter VI. Farming
To these menThe landscape is an armory of powers,Which, one by one, they know to draw and use. ...
Chapter VII. Works and Days
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days,Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,And marching si...
Chapter VIII. Books
O day of days when we can read!The reader and the book, – either without the other is naught.Th...
Chapter IX. Clubs
Yet Saadi loved the race of men, – No churl, immured in cave or den; In bower and hallHe wants ...
Chapter X. Courage
So nigh is grandeur to our dust,So near is God to man,When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The yo...
Chapter XI. Success
One thing is forever good;That one thing is Success,—Dear to the Eumenides,And to all the heave...
Chapter XII. Old Age
'Once more,' the old man cried,ye clouds,Airy turrets purple-piled,Which once my infancy beguil...