{"1": {"fulltext": "Rill \\\\A/rrD-i vT r\\nULWER-L\\nmmm limmmmmnMnmmsmawmmmKnmtmmmnMmmnmaiamwfimmm", "height": "2820", "width": "1936", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "LIBRARY OF CONGRESS.\\nCIiap._:. ___. Copyright JVo\\nUNITED STATES OF AMERICA.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2620", "width": "1747", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nFROM\\nBULWER-LYTTON", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "4197G\\njl_ibr\u00c2\u00bbiiry of Congress\\ni *\\\\AL Copies R\u00e2\u0082\u00acce\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00ab/eo\\nSEP 1 1900\\nCtfvrtirht entry\\nSfrcNO COPY.\\n0\u00c2\u00ab-t\u00c2\u00abvei\u00c2\u00ab i to\\nOKOtK DIVISION,\\nSEP 6 ISOO\\nN\u00c2\u00ab\\nCOPYRIGHT, 1900, BY\\nJAMES POTT CO\\n74^41", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "PEEFACE.\\nOf all the great classical writers of\\nthe century not one has given utter-\\nance to so many lofty thoughts and\\nennobling ideas as the first Lord Lyt-\\nton, still so familiarly known to us by\\nhis family name of Bulwer-Lytton.\\nWitty, epigrams, sententious sayings,\\nflashes of keenest insight into the\\nworkings of the human heart, are\\nfound so abundantly in every work of\\nhis that the difficulty has been one of\\nselection rather than of search.\\nThe message of Bulwer-Lytton to his\\nage was a strong protest against pessi-\\nmism, cynicism, cant and every form", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "vi PREFACE.\\nof materialism, that true greatness in\\nlife could only come through nobility\\nof purpose and that great aims digni-\\nfied even little men. The Ideal can\\nnever be reached in this Avorld, but\\nnevertheless men and women are ever\\nthe better for striving after it. The\\ntemptations of life are its true trials,\\nlife is a battlefield Avliere all may\\nacquit themselves and where no death\\nis ignoble save to him who turns his\\nback on the conflict.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "JANUARY.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "Jcmuary 1st.\\nThough Hope be a small child, she\\ncan carry a great anchor\\nHarold.\\nJcmuary ^d.\\nIf a woman has once really loved,\\nthe beloved object makes an impene-\\ntrable barrier between her and other\\nmen their advances terrify and revolt\\nshe would rather die than be unfaith-\\nful even to a memory. Though man\\nloves the sex, woman loves only the\\nindividual.\\nErnest Maltravera,\\nJanuary 3d.\\nHowever august be the object we\\npropose to ourselves, every less worthy", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\npath we take to insure it distorts the\\nmental sight of our ambition and the\\nmeans, by degrees, abase the end to\\ntheir own standard. This is the true\\nmisfortune of a man nobler than his\\nage that the instruments he must\\nuse soil himself: half he reforms his\\ntimes; but half, too, the times will\\ncorrupt the reformer.\\nBienzi.\\nJanuary J^th.\\nOut, then, upon that vulgar craving\\nof those who comprehend neither the\\nvast truths of life, nor the grandeur of\\nideal art, and who ask from poet or\\nnarrator the poor and petty morality\\nof Poetical Justice a justice exist-\\ning not in our work -day world a jus-\\ntice existing not in the sombre page of", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON.\\nhistory a justice existing not in the\\nloftier conceptions of men whose genius\\nhas grappled with the enigmas which\\nart and poetry only can foreshadow and\\ndivine unknown to us in the street\\nand the market unknown to us on\\nthe scaffold of the patriot, or amidst\\nthe flames of the martyr unknown to\\nus in the Lear and the Hamlet in the\\nAgamemnon and the Prometheus.\\nMillions upon millions, ages upon ages,\\nare entered but as items in the vast\\naccount in which the recording angel\\nsums up the unerring justice of God to\\nman.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJamtary 6th.\\nBut the final greatness of a fortu-\\nnate man is rarely made by any vio-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nlent effort of his own. He has sown\\nthe seeds in the time foregone, and\\nthe ripe time brings up the harvest.\\nHis fate seems taken out of his own\\ncontrol; greatness seems thrust upon\\nhim. He has made himself, as it were,\\na ioa7it to the nation, a thing necessary\\nto it he has identified himself with\\nhis age, and in the wreath or the crown\\non his brow the age itself seems to put\\nforth its flower.\\nHarold.\\nJanuary 6th.\\nAnd, in truth, it is a divine pleasure\\nto admire admiration seems in some\\nmeasure to appropriate to ourselves\\nthe qualities it honors in others. We\\nwed, we root ourselves to the na-\\ntures we so love to contemplate,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON.\\nand their life groAvs a part of our\\nown.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nJanuary 7th.\\nThere is not, perhaps, a stronger\\nfeeling in the world than pity, when\\nunited with admiration.\\nEugene Aram.\\nJamtary 8th.\\nIn every emergency, in every temp-\\ntation, there rose to his eyes the fate\\nof him so gifted, so noble in much, so\\nformed for greatness in all things,\\nblasted by one crime self-sought, but\\nself -denied; a crime, the offspring of\\nbewildered reasonings all the while\\nspeculating upon virtue.\\nEugene Aram,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJanuary 9th.\\nKnow thj^ self, said the old phi-\\nlosophy. Improve thyself, saith the\\nnew. The great object of the So-\\njourner in Time is not to waste all his\\npassions and gifts on the things ex-\\nternal, that he must leave behind\\nthat which he cultivates within is all\\nthat he can carry into the Eternal\\nProgress.\\nThe Caxtons,\\nJanuary 10th.\\nAYhen in his fresh youth and his\\ncalm lofty manhood, Harold saw ac-\\ntion, how adventurous soever, limited\\nto the barriers of noble duty when\\nhe lived but for his country, all spread\\nclear before his vision in the sunlight\\nof day but as the barriers receded,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON.\\nwhile the horizon extended, his eye left\\nthe Certain to rest on the Yague. As\\nself, though still half concealed from\\nhis conscience, gradually assumed the\\nwide space love of country had filled,\\nthe maze of delusion commenced he\\nwas to shape fate out of circumstance,\\nno longer defy fate through virtue.\\nHarold.\\nJanuary 11th.\\nIt is an excellent thing to have an\\near, and a voice, and a heart for music.\\nEryiest Maltravera.\\nJanuary 12th.\\nFollies seem these thoughts to\\nothers, and to philosophy, in truth, they\\nare so, said Rienzi but all my life\\nlong, omen and type and shadow have", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "10 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nlinked themselves to action and event\\nand the atmosphere of other men hath\\nnot been mine. Life itself a riddle,\\nwhy should riddles amaze us The\\nFuture what mystery in the very\\nword Had we lived all through the\\nPast, since Time was, our prof oundest\\nexperience of a thousand ages could\\nnot give us a guess of the events that\\nwait the very moment we are about to\\nenter Thus deserted by Keason, what\\nwonder that we recur to the Imagina-\\ntion, on which, by dream and symbol,\\nGod sometimes paints the likeness of\\nthings to come\\nBienzi.\\nJanuary 13th.\\nWho can endure to leave the Future\\nall unguessed, and sit tamely down to", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON, 11\\ngroan under the fardel of the Present\\nITo, no! that which the foolish- wise\\ncall Fanaticism, belongs to the same\\npart of us as Hope. Each but carries\\nus onward\u00e2\u0080\u0094 from a barren strand to a\\nglorious, if unbounded sea. Each is\\nthe yearning for the Great Beyond,\\nwhich attests our immortality. Each\\nhas its visions and chimeras\u00e2\u0080\u0094 some\\nfalse, but some true Yerily, a man\\nwho becomes great is often but made\\nso by a kind of sorcery in his own soul\\na Pythia which prophesies that he\\nshall be great\u00e2\u0080\u0094 and so renders the life\\none effort to fulfil the warning! Is\\nthis folly?\u00e2\u0080\u0094 it were so, if all things\\nstopped at the grave! But perhaps\\nthe very sharpening, and exercising,\\nand elevating the faculties here\u00e2\u0080\u0094", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthough but for a bootless end on earth\\nmay be designed to fit the soul, thus\\nquickened and ennobled, to some high\\ndestiny heyond the earth 1 Who can\\ntell not I Let us pray I\\nBienzi,\\nJanuary llfth.\\nAs Providence bestows upon fishes\\nthe instrument of fins, whereby they\\nbalance and direct their movements,\\nhowever rapid and erratic, through\\nthe pathless deeps so to the cold-\\nblooded creatures of our own species\\nthat may be classed under the genus\\nMONEY-MAKERS the samc protective\\npower accords the fin-like properties\\nof prudence and caution, wherewith\\nyour true money-getter buoys and", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 13\\nguides himself majestically through\\nthe great seas of speculation.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJamiary 15th.\\nError is sometimes sweet but there\\nis no anguish like an error of which\\nwe feel ashamed. I cannot submit to\\nblush for myself.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJanuary 16 th.\\nOur nature is ever grander in the\\nindividual than the mass.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJanuary 17th.\\nIn resting so solely on man s per-\\nceptions of the right, he lost one attri-\\nbute of the true hero\u00e2\u0080\u0094 faith. We do\\nnot mean that word in the religious\\nsense alone, but in the more compre-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "14 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nhensive. He did not rely on the Ce-\\nlestial Something pervading all na-\\nture, never seen, only felt when duly\\ncourted, stronger and lovelier than\\nwhat eye could behold and mere rea-\\nson could embrace. Believing, it is\\ntrue, in God, he lost those fine links\\nthat unite God to man s secret heart,\\nand which are woven alike from the\\nsimplicity of the child and the wisdom\\nof the poet. To use a modern illustra-\\ntion, his large mind was a cupola\\nlighted from below.\\nHarold.\\nJanuary 18th.\\nIn fact, before we can dispense with\\nthe world, w^e must, by a long and\\nsevere novitiate by the probation of\\nmuch thought, and much sorrow by", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWEB LYTTON 15\\ndeep and sad conviction of the vanity\\nof all that the world can give us, have\\nraised ourselves not in the fervor of\\nan hour, but habitually above the\\nworld; an abstraction an idealism\\nwhich, in our wiser age, how few even\\nof the wisest can attain Yet, till we\\nare thus fortunate, we know not the\\ntrue divinity of contemplation, nor the\\nall-sufficing mightiness of conscience\\nnor can we retreat with solemn foot-\\nsteps into that Holy of Holies in our\\nown souls, wherein we know, and feel,\\nhow much our nature is capable of the\\nself -existence of a God\\nBienzi.\\nJanuary 19th.\\nI tell thee, that if all the priests in\\nChristendom, and all the barons in", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "16 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nFrance, stood between me and my\\nbride, I would hew my way through\\nthe midst. Foes invade my realm\\nlet them princes conspire against me\\nI smile in scorn subjects mutiny\\nthis strong hand can punish, or this\\nlarge heart can forgive. All these are\\nthe dangers which He who governs\\nmen should be prepared to meet but\\na man has a right to His love, as the\\nstag to his hind.\\nHarold.\\nJamiav]! Wth.\\nThe husbandman accuses not fate,\\nwhen, having sown thistles, he reaps\\nnot corn. Thou hast sown crime,\\naccuse not fate if thou reapest not the\\nharvest of virtue.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON, 17\\nJanuary ^Ist.\\nVirtue is my lover, my pride, my\\ncomfort, my life of life.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJanuary ^2d.\\nThe objects of the great world are\\nto be pursued only by the excitement\\nof the passions. The passions are at\\nonce our masters and our deceivers\\nthey urge us onward, yet present no\\nlimit to our progress. The farther we\\nproceed, the more dim and shadowy\\ngrows the goal. It is impossible for a\\nman who leads the life of the world,\\nthe life of the passions, ever to expe-\\nrience content. For the life of the\\npassions is that of a perpetual desire\\nbut a state of content is the absence of\\nall desire.\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "18 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJanuary ^3d.\\nIt is marvellous with what liberality\\nProvidence atones for the partial dis-\\npensations of Fortune. Independence,\\nor the vigorous pursuit of it affection,\\nwith its hopes and its rewards a life\\nonly rendered by Art more susceptible\\nto Nature in which the physical en-\\njoyments are pure and healthful in\\nwhich the moral faculties expand har-\\nmoniously with the intellectual and\\nthe heart is at peace with the mind\\nis this a mean lot for ambition to de-\\nsire and is it so far out of human\\nreach\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJanuary 24^th.\\nTo a degenerate and embruted peo-\\nple, liberty seems too plain a thing, if", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "PROM BULWEB LYTTON. 19\\nunadorned by the pomp of the very\\ndespotism they would dethrone. Ke-\\nvenge is their desire, rather than Ke-\\nlease and the greater the new power\\nthey create, the greater seems their re-\\nvenge against the old.\\nBietizi.\\nJanuary 25th.\\nNow my mother, true woman as\\nshe was, had a womanly love of show\\nin her own quiet way of making a\\ngenteel figure in the eyes of the\\nneighborhood of seeing that sixpence\\nnot only went as far as sixpence ought\\nto go, but that, in the going, it should\\nemit a mild but imposing splendor,\\nnot, indeed, a gaudy flash a startling\\nBorealian coruscation, which is scarcely\\nwithin the modest and placid idiosyn-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "20 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ncrasies of sixpence but a gleam of\\ngentle and benign light, just to show\\nwhere a sixpence had been, and allow\\nyou time to say Behold before\\nThe jaws of darkness did devour it up.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJanuary 26th,\\nAnd when you look not on the\\nheaven alone but in all space on all\\nthe illimitable creation, you will\\nknow that I am there For the home\\nof a spirit is wherever spreads the\\nIJniversal Presence of God. And to\\nwhat numerous stages of beings, what\\npaths, what duties, what active and\\nglorious tasks in other worlds may we\\nnot be reserved perhaps to know and\\nshare them together, and mount age", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "FI103I BULWEB LYTTON. 21\\nafter age higher in the scale of being.\\nFor surely in heaven there is no pause\\nor torpor we do not lie down in\\ncalm and unimprovable repose. Move-\\nment and progress will remain the law\\nand condition of existence. And there\\nwill be efforts and duties for us above\\nas there have been below.\\nErnest ^laltravers.\\nJanuary ^7th.\\nLike most other friends, the Imagi-\\nnation is capricious, and forsakes us\\noften at the moment in which we\\nmost need its aid. As we grow older,\\nwe begin to learn that, of the two,\\nour more faithful and steadfast com-\\nforter is Custom.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "22 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJanuary ^8th.\\nAs you see the wind only agitate\\nthe green leaf upon the bough, while\\nthe leaf which has lain withered and\\nseared on the ground, bruised and\\ntrampled upon till the sap and life are\\ngone, is suddenly whirled aloft now\\nhere now there without stay and\\nwithout rest so the love which visits\\nthe happy and the hopeful hath but\\nfreshness on its wings its violence is\\nbut sportive. But the heart that hath\\nfallen from the green things of life,\\nthat is without hope, that hath no\\nsummer in its fibres, is torn and\\nwhirled by the same wind that but\\ncaresses its brethren it hath no\\nbough to cling to it is dashed from\\npath to path till the winds fall,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 23\\nand it is crushed into the mire for-\\never.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nJanuary 29th.\\nIs there no nobler ambition than\\nthat of the vanity Is there no am-\\nbition of the heart? an ambition to\\nconsole, to cheer the griefs of those\\nwho love and trust us an ambition\\nto build a happiness out of the reach\\nof fate an ambition to soothe some\\nhigh soul, in its strife with a mean\\nworld to lull to sleep its pain, to\\nsmile to serenity its cares? Oh, me-\\nthinks a woman s true ambition would\\nrise the bravest when, in the very\\nsight of death itself, the voice of him\\nin whom her glory had dwelt through\\nlife should say, Thou fearest not to", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "24 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nwalk to the grave and to heaven by\\nmy side\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\ntlanuary 30th.\\nLove, what earthly love should be,\\na thing pure as light, and peaceful\\nas immortality, watching over the\\nstormy world, that it shall survive,\\nand high above the clouds and vapors\\nthat roll below. Let little minds in-\\ntroduce into the holiest of affections\\nall the bitterness and tumult of com-\\nmon life Let us love as beings who\\nwill one day be inhabitants of the\\nstars\\nErnest Maltravers,\\nJanuary 31st.\\nIn politics, and in a highly artifi-\\ncial state, what doubts beset us what", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEE LYTTON. 25\\ndarkness surrounds 1 If we connive at\\nabuses, we juggle with our own reason\\nand integrity\u00e2\u0080\u0094 if we attack them, how\\nmuch, how fatally we may derange\\nthat solemn and conventional order\\nwhich is the mainspring of the vast\\nmachine! How little, too, can one\\nman, whose talents may not be in\\nthat coarse road\u00e2\u0080\u0094 in that mephitic at-\\nmosphere, be enabled to effect\\nErnest Maltravers.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "FEBRUARY.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "February 1st.\\nPeide had served to console him in\\nsorrow, and, therefore, it was a friend\\nit had supported him when disgusted\\nwith fraud, or in resistance to vio-\\nlence and, therefore, it was a cham-\\npion and a fortress. It was a pride of\\na peculiar sort it attached itself to no\\none point in especial not to talent,\\nknowledge, mental gifts still less to\\nthe vulgar commonplaces of birth and\\nfortune; it rather resulted from a\\nsupreme and wholesale contempt of\\nall other men, and all their objects\\nof ambition of glory of the hard\\nbusiness of life. His favorite virtue\\nwas fortitude it was on this that he", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "30 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nnow mainly valued himself. He was\\nproud of his struggles against others\\nprouder still of conquests over his own\\npassions. He looked upon fate as the\\narch-enemy against whose attacks we\\nshould ever prepare. He fancied that\\nagainst fate he had thoroughly schooled\\nhimself. In the arrogance of his heart,\\nhe said, I can defy the future. He\\nbelieved in the boast of the vain old\\nsage I am a world to myself\\nAlice,\\nFebruary ^d.\\nWe all form to ourselves some heau\\nideal of the fair spirit we desire as\\nour earthly minister, and somewhat\\ncapriciously gauge and proportion our\\nadmiration of living shapes according\\nas the lean ideal is more or less em-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 31\\nbodied or approached. Beauty, of a\\nstamp that is not familiar to the\\ndreams of our fancy, may win the\\ncold homage of our judgment, while a\\nlook, a feature, a something that real-\\nizes and calls up a boyish vision, and\\nassimilates even distinctly to the pic-\\nture we wear within us, has a loveli-\\nness peculiar to our eyes, and kindles\\nan emotion that almost seems to be-\\nlong to memory.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nFebruary 3d.\\nShe endured the bitterest curse of\\nnoble natures hiimiliation\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nFebruary J^th.\\nWhat a noble heart dares least is to\\nbelie the plighted word, and what the", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "32 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nkind heart shuns most is to wrong the\\nconfiding friend.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nFebruaTy 5th.\\nWise men may always make their\\nown future, and seize their own fates.\\nPrudence, patience, labor, valor these\\nare the stars that rule the career of\\nmortals.\\nHarold.\\nFebruary 6th.\\nFate cried Eienzi there is no\\nfate Between the thought and the\\nsuccess, God is the only agent; and\\n(he added with a voice of deep solem-\\nnity) I shall not be deserted. Yisions\\nby night, even while thine arms are\\naround me omens and impulses, stir-\\nring and divine, by day, even in the", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 33\\nmidst of the living crowd encourage\\nmy path, and point my goal. Now,\\neven now, a voice seems to whisper\\nin my ear Pause not tremble not\\nwaver not for the eye of the All-See-\\ning is upon thee, and the hand of the\\nAll-Powerful shall protect\\nBienzi.\\nFebruary 7th.\\nNeither is it just to man, nor wisely\\nsubmissive to the Disposer of all events,\\nto suppose that war is wholly and wan-\\ntonly produced by human crimes and\\nfollies that it conduces only to ill,\\nand does not as often arise from the\\nnecessities interwoven in the frame-\\nwork of society, and speed the great\\nends of the human race, conformably\\nwith the designs of the Omniscient.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "34 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJSTot one great war has ever desolated\\nthe earth, but has left behind it seeds\\nthat have ripened into blessings in-\\ncalculable\\nThe Caxtons.\\nFebruary 8th.\\nIf later wars yet perplex us as to\\nthe good that the All-wise One draws\\nfrom their evils, our posterity may\\nread their uses as clearly as we now\\nread the finger of Providence resting\\non the barrows of Marathon, or guid-\\ning Peter the Hermit to the battle-\\nfields of Palestine. JSTor, while we\\nadmit the evil to the passing genera-\\ntion, can we deny that many of the\\nvirtues that make the ornament and\\nvitality of peace sprung up first in the\\nconvulsion of war\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 35\\nFebruary 9th.\\nPauperism, in contradistinction to\\npoverty, he was wont to say, is the\\ndependence upon other people for ex-\\nistence, not on our own exertions;\\nthere is a moral pauperism in the man\\nwho is dependent on others for that\\nsupport of moral life\u00e2\u0080\u0094 self-respect.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nFebruary 10th.\\nBelief cometh as the wind. Can\\nthe tree say to the wind, Kest thou\\non my boughs or Man to Belief,\\nFold thy wings on my heart\\nHarold.\\nFehruo/ry 11th.\\nIsis is a fable\u00e2\u0080\u0094 start not that for\\nwhich Isis is a type is a reality, an im-\\nmortal being; Isis is nothing. Nature,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "36 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nwhich she represents, is the mother of\\nall things dark, ancient, inscrutable,\\nsave to the gifted few. None among\\nmortals hath ever lifted up my veil,\\nso saith the Isis that you adore; but\\nto the wise that veil hath been re-\\nmoved, and we have stood face to\\nface with the solemn loveliness of\\nNature.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nFebruary 12th.\\nFew men throughout life are the\\nservants to one desire. When we\\ngain the middle of the bridge of our\\nmortality, different objects from those\\nwhich attracted us upward almost\\ninvariably lure us to the descent.\\nHappy they who exhaust in the for-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 37\\nmer part of the journey all the foibles\\nof existence\\nEugene Aram.\\nFebruary 13th.\\nThat serene heaven, those lovely\\nstars, said Maltravers at last, do\\nthey not preach to us the Philosophy\\nof Peace? Do they not tell us how\\nmuch calm belongs to the dignity of\\nman, and the sublime essence of the\\nsoul? Petty distractions and self-\\nwrought cares are not congenial to\\nour real nature their very disturb-\\nance is a proof that they are at war\\nwith our natures.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nFebruary Hth. St. Valentine s Day.\\nMiserable animals are bachelors in\\nall countries but most miserable in", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "38 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nBushland. A man does not know\\nwhat a helpmate of the soft sex is\\nin the Old World, where women seem\\na matter of course. But in the Bush\\na wife is literally bone of your bone,\\nflesh of your flesh your better half,\\nyour ministering angel, your Eve of\\nthe Eden in short, all that poets\\nhave sung, or young orators say at\\npublic dinners, when called upon to\\ngive the toast of The Ladies.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nFebruary 15th.\\nThere is an eloquence in Memory,\\nbecause it is the nurse of Hope. There\\nis a sanctity in the Past, but only be-\\ncause of the chronicles it retains,\\nchronicles of the progress of mankind,\\nstepping-stones in civilization, in lib-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 39\\nerty, and in knowledge. Our fathers\\nforbid us to recede, they teach us\\nwhat is our rightful heritage, they bid\\nus reclaim, they bid us augment that\\nheritage, preserve their virtues, and\\navoid their errors. These are the true\\nuses of the Past. Like the sacred edi-\\nfice in which we are, it is a tomb\\nupon which to rear a temple.\\nEienzi.\\nFebruary 16th.\\nIt is a deadening thought to mental\\nambition, that the circle of happiness\\nwe can create is formed more by our\\nmoral than our mental qualities. A\\nwarm heart, though accompanied but\\nby a mediocre understanding, is even\\nmore likely to promote the happiness\\nof those around, than are the absorbed", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "40 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand abstract, though kindly, powers of\\na more elevated genius.\\nEugene Aram,\\nFebruary 17th.\\nThere, said Adam, quietly, and\\npointing to the feudal roofs, there\\nseems to rise power and yonder\\n(glancing to the river), yonder seems\\nto flow Genius A century or so\\nhence, the walls shall vanish, but the\\nriver shall roll on. Man makes the\\ncastle, and founds the power God\\nforms the river and creates the Genius.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nFebruary 18th.\\nThere is a beautiful and singular pas-\\nsage in Dante (which has not perhaps\\nattracted the attention it deserves),\\nwherein the stern Florentine defends", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 41\\nFortune from the popular accusations\\nagainst her. According to him, she is\\nan angelic power appointed by the\\nSupreme Being to direct and order the\\ncourse of human splendors she obeys\\nthe will of God; she is blessed, and,\\nhearing not those who blaspheme her,\\ncalm and aloft amongst the other an-\\ngelic powers, revolves her spheral\\ncourse, and rejoices in her beatitude.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nFebTuary 19th.\\nChristian, believest thou, among\\nthe doctrines of thy creed, that the\\ndead live again that they who have\\nloved here are united hereafter that\\nbeyond the grave our good name shines\\npure from the mortal mists that un-\\njustly dim it in the gross-eyed world", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "42 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand that the streams which are divided\\nby the desert and the rock meet in the\\nsolemn Hades, and flow once more into\\none\\nBelieve I that, O Athenian No,\\nI do not believe I hiow\\nThe Last Days of Pompeiu\\nFebruary Wth.\\nUp, Truth, whose strength is in\\npurity, whose image is woman, and aid\\nthe soul of the brave\\nHarold.\\nFebruary ^Ist\\nI think we have tampered Love to\\ntoo great a preponderance over the\\nother excitements of life. As children,\\nwe are taught to dream of it in youth,\\nour books, our conversation, our plays,\\nare filled with it. We are trained to", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON, 43\\nconsider it the essential of life; and\\nyet, the moment we come to actual\\nexperience, the moment we indulge\\nthis inculcated and stimulated craving,\\nnine times out of ten we find ourselves\\nwretched and undone. Ah, believe\\nme, Mr. Maltravers, this is not a world\\nin which we should preach up, too far,\\nthe philosophy of Love\\nErnest Maltravers,\\nFebruary 22 d. Washington s Birth-\\nday.\\nPluck the scales from the hand of\\nFraud the sword from the hand of\\nViolence the balance and the sword\\nare the ancient attributes of Justice\\nrestore them to her again This be\\nyour high task, these be your great", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "44 BEAUTIFUL TITOUOnTS\\nends! Doom any man who opposes\\nthorn 11 traitor to his country. Gain a\\nvictory greater than those of the Ciosars\\na victory over yourselves I\\nKicnzi.\\nOh, mother niinol that the boy had\\nstood by thy Unoo, and heard from thy\\nli[)s why lii e was ^iven us, in what life\\nshall end, and how heaven stands o})on\\nto us night and day Oh, falhor mine\\nthat thou luidst been his preceptor, not\\nin book learning, but the heart s sim])lo\\nwisdom ()h, tiiat ho had learned from\\nthee, in parables closed with practice,\\nthe ha[ pinoss of self-sacrifice, and\\nhow good deeds sliould repair the\\nbad!\\nThe Caxtom.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "FRODI lillLUim LYTTON.\\nFebruary JJ,th.\\nAwful is lJi(i (liK^I botwoon man and\\nTiiK A(iK in wliich Im livosl\\nThe Lant of the Jiarotm.\\nFebruary J.^/jtL\\nTIio l(3SSons of julvorsity aro not al-\\nways salutary soniotiuios tlicy soltou\\nand amend, but as often they indur-ate\\nand pervert. 11 vv(^ (M)!isi(l(ir oursiilviis\\nmore liarshly trciJitiHl by I ate tluui\\nthose around us, and do not acknowl-\\nedge in our own deeds the justice oT\\nthe severity, we become too a])t to\\n(hnim 1\\\\h) world our (^ruMny to (5a,se\\nourselves in (U^lia.nco, to wrestle against\\nour softer t elf, and to indiij^ci tlie\\ndarker passions which a,i e so (easily fer-\\nmented by the sense of injustice.\\nThe IaihI Ddi/H of rompeii.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "46 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nFebruary 26th.\\nAs Napoleon wept over one wounded\\nsoldier in the field of battle, yet or-\\ndered without emotion thousands to a\\ncertain death; so Aram would have\\nsacrificed himself for an individual, but\\nwould not have sacrificed a momentary\\ngratification for his race.\\nEugenie Aram.\\nFebruary 27th.\\nMan renews the fibre and material\\nof his body every seven years, said\\nmy father in three times seven years\\nhe has time to renew the inner man.\\nCan two passengers in yonder street\\nbe more unlike each other than the soul\\nis to the soul after an interval of twenty\\nyears Brother, the plough does not", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 47\\npass over the soul in vain, nor care\\nover the human heart. ISTew crops\\nchange the character of the land and\\nthe plough must go deep indeed before\\nit stirs up the mother stone.\\nThe Caxtom,\\nFebruary ^8th.\\nYou may think it strange that I a\\nplain, steadfast, trading, working, care-\\nful ,man should have all these feel-\\nings; but I will tell you wherefore\\nsuch as I sometimes have them, nurse\\nthem, brood on them, more than you\\nlords and gentlemen, with all your\\ngraceful arts in pleasing. We know no\\nlight loves no brief distractions to the\\none arch passion We sober sons of\\nthe stall and the ware are no general", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "48 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ngallants we love plainly, we love but\\nonce, and we love heartily.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nFebruary 29th,\\nThere are sometimes event and sea-\\nson in the life of man the hardest and\\nmost rational, when he is driven per-\\nforce to faith the most implicit and\\nsubmissive; as the storm drives the\\nwings of the petrel over a measureless\\nsea, till it falls tame, and rejoicing at\\nrefuge, on the sails of some lonely ship.\\nSeasons when difficulties, against which\\nreason seems stricken into palsy, leave\\nhim bewildered in dismay when dark-\\nness, which experience cannot pierce,\\nwraps the conscience, as sudden night\\nwraps the traveller in the desert\\nwhen error entangles his feet in its in-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON.\\nextricable web when, still desirous of\\nthe right, he sees before him but a\\nchoice of evil and the Angel of the\\nPast, with a flaming sword, closes on\\nhim the gates of the Future. Then,\\nFaith flashes on him, with a light from\\nthe cloud. Then, he clings to Prayer\\nas a drowning wretch to the plank.\\nThen, that solemn authority which\\nclothes the Priest, as the interpreter\\nbetween the soul and the Divinity,\\nseizes on the heart that trembles with\\nterror and joy then, that mysterious\\nrecognition of Atonement, of sacrifice\\nof purifying lustration (mystery which\\nlies hid in the core of all religions),\\nsmooths the frown on the Past, removes\\nthe flaming sword from the Future.\\nHarold.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "MARCH.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "March 1st.\\nAnd, if the beauty of that face were\\nnot of the loftiest or the most dazzling\\norder, if its soft and quiet character\\nmight be outshone by many, of loveli-\\nness less really perfect, yet never was\\nthere a countenance that, to some\\neyes, would have seemed more charm-\\ning, and never one in which more elo-\\nquently was wrought that ineffable\\nand virgin expression which Italian\\nart seeks for in its models in which\\nmodesty is the outward, and tenderness\\nthe latent, expression; the bloom of\\nyouth, both of form and heart, ere the\\nfirst frail and delicate freshness of", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "54 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\neither is brushed away and when\\neven love itself, the only unquiet vis-\\nitant that should be known at such an\\nage, is but a sentiment, and not a\\npassion\\nBienzi,\\nMarch 2d.\\nI agree with Helvetius, the child\\nshould be educated from its birth but\\nhow there is the rub send him to\\nschool forthwith Certainly, he is at\\nschool already with the two great\\nteachers, IN ature and Love. Observe,\\nthat childhood and genius have the\\nsame master-organ in common in-\\nquisitiveness. Let childhood have its\\nway, and as it began where genius be-\\ngins, it may find what genius finds.\\nThe Caxtona.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 55\\nMarch 3d.\\nCharity and compassion are virtues\\ntaught with difficulty to ordinary\\nmen to true Genius they are but the\\ninstincts which direct it to the Destiny\\nit is born to fulfil viz, the discovery\\nand redemption of new tracts in our\\ncommon nature. Genius the Sublime\\nMissionary goes forth from the serene\\nIntellect of the Author to live in the\\nwants, the griefs, the infirmities of\\nothers, in order that it may learn their\\nlanguage; and as its highest achieve-\\nment is Pathos, so its most absolute\\nrequisite is Pity\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMarch lith. Inauguration Day.\\nThere is more glory in laying these\\nrough foundations of a mighty state,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "56 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthough no trumpets resound with\\nyour victory though no laurels shall\\nshadow your tomb than in forcing\\nthe onward progress of your race over\\nburning cities and hecatombs of men\\nThe Caxtons,\\nMarch 5tli.\\nSo wonderful in equalizing all states\\nand all times in the varying tide of\\nlife are these two rulers yet levellers\\nof mankind, Hope and Custom, that\\nthe very idea of an eternal punishment\\nincludes that of an utter alteration of\\nthe whole mechanism of the soul in its\\nhuman state, and no effort of an im-\\nagination, assisted by past experience,\\ncan conceive a state of torture which\\nCustom can never blunt, and from\\nwhich the chainless and immaterial", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON. 57\\nspirit can never be beguiled into even\\na momentary escape.\\nEugene Aram.\\nMarch 6th.\\nIN whatever the sin of my oath,\\nnever will I believe that heaven can\\npunish millions for the error of one\\nman. Let the bones of the dead war\\nagainst us in life, they were men like\\nourselves, and no saints in the calendar\\nso holy as the freemen who fight for\\ntheir hearths and their altars.\\nHarold.\\nMarch 7th.\\nThat trust in an all-directing Provi-\\ndence, to which he had schooled him-\\nself, had (if we may so say with rever-\\nence) driven his beautiful soul into the\\nopposite error, so fatal to the affairs of", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "58 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nlife the error that deadens and be-\\nnumbs the energy of free will and the\\nnoble alertness of active duty. Why\\nstrain and strive for the things of this\\nworld God would order all for the\\nbest. Alas God hath placed us in\\nthis world, each, from king to peasant,\\nwith nerves, and hearts, and blood,\\nand passions, to struggle with our\\nkind and, no matter how heavenly\\nthe goal, to labor with the million in\\nthe race\\nTlie Last of the Barons.\\nMarch 8th.\\nThere are times when the arrow\\nquivers within us in which all space\\nseems too confined. Like the wounded\\nhart, we could fly on forever; there\\nis a vague desire of escape a yearn-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 59\\ning, almost insane, to get out from our\\nown selves the soul struggles to flee\\naway, and take the wings of the morn-\\ning.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMarch 9th.\\nOne last, last glance from the soft\\neyes of Fanny, and then Solitude\\nrushed upon me rushed, as something\\nvisible, palpable, overpowering. I felt\\nit in the glare of the sunbeam I\\nheard it in the breath of the air like\\na ghost it rose there where she had\\nfilled the space with her presence but a\\nmoment before. A something seemed\\ngone from the universe forever; a\\nchange like that of death passed\\nthrough my being and when I woke\\nto feel that my being lived again, I", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "60 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nknew that it was my youth and its\\npoet-land that were no more, and that\\nI had passed, with an unconscious step,\\nwhich never could retrace its way, into\\nthe hard world of laborious man\\nThe Caxtons.\\nMarch 10th.\\nI am hard-hearted enough to believe\\nthat work never fails to those who\\nseek it in good earnest. It was said of\\nsome man, famous for keeping his\\nword, that, if he had promised you\\nan acorn, and all the oaks in England\\nfailed to produce one, he would have\\nsent to Norway for an acorn. If I\\nwanted work, and there was none to\\nbe had in the Old World, I would find\\nmy way to the New.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 61\\nMarch 11th.\\nThough a scholar is often a fool, he\\nis never a fool so supreme, so superla-\\ntive, as when he is defacing the first\\nunsullied page of the human history, by\\nentering into it the commonplaces of\\nhis own pedantry. A scholar, sir at\\nleast one like me is of all persons the\\nmost unfit to teach young children. A\\nmother, sir a simple, natural, loving\\nmother is the infant s true guide to\\nknowledge.\\nThe Caxtons,\\nMarch IMh.\\nMen dupe, deceive our sex and\\nfor selfish purposes they are pardoned\\neven by their victims. Did I de-\\nceive you with a false hope Well\\nwhat my object what my excuse", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "62 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nmy husband s liberty my land s sal-\\nvation I Woman, my Lord, alas, your\\nSOX too rarely understand her weak-\\nness or her greatness I Erring all\\nhuman as she is to others God gifts\\nher with a thousand virtues to the one\\nshe loves It is from that love that\\nshe alone drinks her nobler nature.\\nFor the hero of her worship she has\\nthe meekness of the dove the devo-\\ntion of the saint for his safety in\\nperil, for his rescue in misfortune, her\\nvain sense imbibes the sagacity of the\\nserpent her weak heart, the courage\\nof the lioness\\nEienzi.\\nMarch 13th,\\nThink you it is the man, the emperor,\\nthat thus sways no, it is the pomp,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "FROM BVLWEB LYTTON. 63\\nthe awe, the majesty that surround\\nhim these are his impostures, his de-\\nlusions our oracles and our divinations,\\nour rites and our ceremonies, are the\\nmeans of our sovereignty and the\\nengines of our power. They are the\\nsame means to the same end, the wel-\\nfare and harmony of mankind.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nMarch nth.\\nLife is so uncertain and so short,\\nthat we cannot too soon bring the lit-\\ntle it can yield into the great common-\\nwealth of the Beautiful or the Honest\\nand both belong to and make up the\\nUseftd.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMarch 15th.\\nBut, answered the Nazarene, ask", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "64 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthy reason, can that religion be sound\\nwhich outrages all morality You are\\ntold to worship your gods. What are\\nthose gods, even according to your-\\nselves What their actions, what their\\nattributes? Are they not all repre-\\nsented to you as the blackest of crimi-\\nnals yet you are asked to serve them\\nas the holiest of divinities. Jupiter\\nhimself is a parricide and an adulterer.\\nWhat are the meaner deities but imi-\\ntators of his vices You are told not\\nto murder, but you worship murderers\\nyou are told not to commit adultery,\\nand you make your prayers to an\\nadulterer. Oh what is this but a\\nmockery of the holiest part of man s\\nnature, which is faith\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 66\\nMarch 16th.\\nGenius, in an age where it is not ap-\\npreciated, is the greatest curse the iron\\nFates can inflict on man.\\nThe Last of the Barona.\\nMarch 17th.\\nThe philosophy limited to the reason\\nputs into motion the automata of the\\ncloset\u00e2\u0080\u0094 but to those who have the\\nworld for a stage, and who find their\\nhearts are the great actors, experience\\nand wisdom must be wrought from the\\nPhilosophy of the Passion.\\nErnest Maltra/vera.\\nMarch 18th.\\nOught we not to make something\\ngreat out of a youth under twenty,\\nwho has, in the highest degree, quick-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nness to conceive and courage to exe-\\ncute On the other hand, all faculties\\nthat can make greatness, contain those\\nthat can attain goodness. In the\\nsavage Scandinavian, or the ruthless\\nFrank, lay the germs of a Sydney or a\\nBayard. What would the best of us\\nbe, if he were suddenly placed at war\\nwith the whole world\\nThe Caxtons,\\nMarch 19th.\\nMy Lord I my Lord there is but\\none way to restore the greatness of a\\npeople it is an appeal to the people\\nthemselves. It is not in the power of\\nprinces and barons to make a state\\npermanently glorious they raise them-\\nselves, but they raise not the people\\nwith them. All great regenerations", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 67\\nare the universal movement of the\\nmass.\\nBienzi.\\nMarch Wth.\\nYet, on the outskirt of the forest,\\ndusk and shapeless, that witch without\\na name stood in the shadow, pointing\\ntoward them, with outstretched arm,\\nin vague and denouncing menace;\\nas if, come what may, all change of\\ncreed, be the faith ever so simple, the\\ntruth ever so bright and clear, there\\nis a SUPERSTITION native to that\\nBorder-land between the Visible and\\nthe Unseen, which will find its priest\\nand its votaries, till the full and crown-\\ning splendor of Heaven shall melt\\nevery shadow from the world\\nHarold.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "68 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nMarch 21st.\\nHappy the man who hath never\\nknown what it is to taste of Fame\\nto have it is a purgatory, to want it is\\na hell!\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nMarch 22d.\\nGreat was the folly and great the\\nerror of indulging imagination that\\nhad no basis of linking the whole use-\\nfulness of my life to the will of a\\nhuman creature like myself. Heaven\\ndid not design the passion of love to\\nbe this tyrant, nor is it so with the\\nmass and multitude of human life.\\nWe dreamers, solitary students like\\nme, or half poets like poor Koland,\\nmake our own disease.\\nThe Caxtwiis,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 69\\nMarch 23d.\\nA man ought not to attempt any of\\nthe highest walks of Mind and Art, as\\nthe mere provision of daily bread not\\nliterature alone, but everything else of\\nthe same degree. He ought not to be\\na statesman, or an orator, or a philos-\\nopher, as a thing of pence and shill-\\nings and usually all men, save the\\npoor poet, feel this truth insensibly.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMarch 2Ji.th.\\nThe hero weeps less at the reverses\\nof his enemy than at the fortitude\\nwith which he bears them.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nMarch 25th.\\nAnd he, indeed, who first arouses in\\nthe bondsman the sense and soul of", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "70 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nfreedom, comes as near as is permitted\\nto man, nearer than the philosopher,\\nnearer even than the poet, to the great\\ncreative attribute of God But, if the\\nbreast be uneducated, the gift may\\ncurse the giver and he who passes at\\nonce from the slave to the freeman\\nnuiy pass as rapidly from the freeman\\nto the rullian.\\nRienzi.\\nMivrh ^26th.\\nBut capital, where was that to come\\nfrom Nature gives us all except the\\nmeans to turn her into marketable ac-\\ncount. As old Plautus saith so wittily,\\nl^ay, night, water, sun and moon are\\nto be had gratis for everything else\\ndown with your dust I\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 71\\nMarch ^7th.\\nThere is one very peculiar pleasure\\nthat we feel as we grow older, it is\\nto see embodied in another and a more\\nlovely shape the thoughts and senti-\\nments we once nursed ourselves it is\\nas if we viewed before us the incarna-\\ntion of our own youth; and it is no\\nwonder that we are warmed toward\\nthe object that thus seems the living\\napparition of all that was brightest in\\nourselves\\nEugene Aram.\\nMarch ^8th.\\nIt is in our power to make the life\\nwithin us all soul so that the heart is\\nnot, or is felt not; so that grief and\\njoy have no power over us so that we\\nlook tranquil on the stormy earth.\\nHarold,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "72 BEAUTIFUL THOUQHTS\\nMarch ^9th.\\nTell mo if there over, even in the\\nages most favorable to glory, could be\\na triumph more exalted and elating\\nthan the conquest of one noble heai-t\\nThe Last Days of rom^ycii,\\nMarch oOth.\\nStrange that people should weary\\nso much of themselves that the}^ can-\\nnot brave the prospect of a few min-\\nutes passed in reflection that a shower\\nand the resources of their own thoughts\\nare evils so galling very strange in-\\ndeed.\\nErnest Malt ravers.\\nMarch SJst.\\nMind, understanding, genius fine\\nthings But, to educate the whole\\nman, you must educate something", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "FliOnr BULWKR LYTTON. 73\\nluoro llia-M tlio,S(i. Not for want of\\nmind, understanding, gonius, liavo\\nBorgias and Ncros loft Uioir ii;un(\\\\s\\nas nionunients of horror to mankind.\\nWhoro, in all this toaching, was ono\\niosson to warm the heart, and guide\\nthe soul\\nThe (hxtona.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "APRIL.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "April 1st. April FooVs Day.\\nOne does not have gumption till\\none has been properly cheated one\\nmust be made a fool very often in\\norder not to be fooled at last\\nEugene Aram.\\nApril 2d.\\nAll the kings since Saul, it may be,\\nare not worth one scholar s life\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nApril 3d.\\nIn the battle of life the arrows we\\nneglect to pick up, Fate, our foe, will\\nstore in her quiver.\\nHarold.\\nApril Jfth.\\nIf there be a vile thing in the world.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "78 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nit is a plebeian, advanced by patricians,\\nnot for the purpose of righting his own\\norder, but for pkiying the pander to\\nthe worst interests of theirs. He who\\nis of the people but makes himself a\\ntraitor to his birth, if he furnishes the\\nexcuse for these tyrant hypocrites to\\nlift up their hands and cry See\\nwhat liberty exists in Eome, when we,\\nthe patricians, thus elevate a ple-\\nbeian Did they ever elevate a\\nplebeian if he sympathized with ple-\\nbeians? No, brother; should I be\\nlifted above our condition, I will be\\nraised by the arms of my countrymen,\\nand not upon their necks.\\nRienzi.\\nApril 5th.\\nThe desire of distinction, said he,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "FR03I lilJLWKR LYTTON. 79\\nafter a pause, grows upon us till\\nexcitement becomes disease. The\\nchild who is born with tlie mariner s\\ninstinct laughs with glee when his\\npaper bark skims the wave of a pool.\\nBy and by, nothing will content him\\nbut the ship and the ocean. Like the\\nchild is the author.\\nErnvM MaltravcvH.\\nApril Gill.\\nWonder not that I, a bookman s son,\\nand, at certain ])eriods of my life, a\\nbookman myself, though of k)vvly\\ngrade in that venerable class wonder\\nnot that 1 shouhl thus, in that tran-\\nsition stage between youtii and man-\\nhood, have turned impatiently from\\nbooks. Most students, at one time or\\nother in their existence, have felt the", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "80 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nimperious demand of that restless\\nprinciple) in man s nature, which calls\\nupon each son of Adam to contribute\\nhis share to the vast treasury of human\\ndeeds.\\njfTie Caxtons,\\nApril 7th.\\nGold is the great magician of earth\\nit realizes our dreams it gives them\\nthe power of a god there is a grand-\\neur, a sublimity, in its possession it is\\nthe mightiest, yet the most obedient of\\nour slaves.\\nTlie Last Days of Fompeii.\\nApril Sth.\\nWe do indeed cleave the vast heaven\\nof Truth with a weak and crippled\\nwing: and often we are appalled in\\nour Avay by a dread sense of the im-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "Fli03I BULWEB LYTTON. 81\\nmensity around us, and of the in-\\nadequacy of our own strength. But\\nthere is a rapture in the breath of the\\npure and difficult air, and in the prog-\\nress by which we compass earth, the\\nwhile we draw nearer to the stars,\\nthat again exalts us beyond ourselves,\\nand reconciles the true student unto\\nall things, even to the hardest of\\nthem all, the conviction how feebly\\nour performance can ever imitate the\\ngrandeur of our ambition\\nEugene Aram.\\nApril 9th.\\nIf it be a sin, as the priests say, to\\npierce the dark walls which surround\\nus here, and read the future in the dim\\nworld beyond, why gavest thou, O\\nHeaven, the reason, never resting.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "82 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nsave when it explores? Why hast\\nthou set in the heart the mystic Law\\nof Desire, ever toiling to the High,\\never grasping at the L\\\\ir\\nHarold.\\nApril 10th.\\nNothing kindles the fire of love like\\na sprinkling of the anxieties of jeal-\\nousy it takes then a wilder, a more\\nresistless liame it forgets its softness\\nit ceases to be tender it assumes some-\\nthing of the intensity of the ferocity\\nof hate.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nApril nth.\\nIt is not vanity alone that makes a\\nman of the Tnode invent a new bit, or\\ngive his name to a new kind of car-\\nriage it is the influence of that mystic", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON, 83\\nyearning after utility, which is one of\\nthe master-ties between the individual\\nand the species.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nApril mh.\\nGod is kinder to us all than man can\\nknow; for man looks only to the\\nsorrow on the surface, and sees not the\\nconsolation in the deeps of the unwit-\\nnessed soul.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nApril 13th.\\nSo say all tyrants, rejoined the\\nsmith hardily, as he leaned his hammer\\nagainst a fragment of stone some rem-\\nnant of ancient Eome they never\\nfight against each other but it is for\\nour good. One Colonna cuts me the\\nthroat of Orsini s baker it is for our", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "84 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ngood another Colonna seizes on the\\ndaughter of Orsini s tailor it is for\\nour good our good yes, for the good\\nof the people the good of the bakers\\nand tailors, eh\\nBienzi.\\nAjpril IJfth.\\nWhen I compare the Saxon of our\\nland and day, all enervated and de-\\ncrepit by priestly superstition, with his\\nforefathers in the first Christian era,\\nyielding to the religion they adopted\\nin its simple truths, but not to that rot\\nof social happiness and free manhood\\nwhich this cold and lifeless monachism\\nmaking virtue the absence of human\\nties spreads around which the great\\nBede, though himself a monk, vainly\\nbut bitterly denounced; yea, verily,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON. 85\\nwhen I see the Saxon already the the-\\nowe of the priest, I shudder to ask\\nhow long he will be folk-free of the\\ntyrant.\\nHarold.\\nApril 15th.\\nLike the rainbow, Peace rests upon\\nthe earth, but its arch is lost in\\nheaven. Heaven bathes it in hues of\\nlight it springs up amidst tears and\\nclouds,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 it is a reflection of the Eternal\\nSun, it is an assurance of calm it is\\nthe sign of a great covenant between\\nMan and God. Such peace, O young\\nman! is the smile of the soul; it is\\nan emanation from the distant orb\\nof immortal light. Peace be with\\nyou!\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "86 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nAjyril 16th.\\nLong is tlio vvjiy that leads tlio vo-\\nluptuary to the severities of life but\\nit is only one step from pleasant sin to\\nsheltering liypocrisy.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nApril 17th.\\nAs we grow older, and sometimes a\\nhope, sometimes a friend, is shivered\\nfrom our path, the thought of an im-\\nmortality loill press itself foi cibly\\nupon us and there, by little and\\nlittle, as the ant piles grain after\\ngrain, the garners of a future suste-\\nnance, we learn to carry our hopes,\\nand harvest, as it were, our wishes.\\nEugene Aram.\\nApril 18th.\\nTt is sti ango to imagine that war,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 87\\nwhich of all things appears the most\\nsavage, should be the passion of the\\nmost heroic spirits. But tis in war\\nthat the knot of fellowship is closest\\ndrawn tis in war that mutual succor\\nis most given mutual danger run,\\nand common affection most exerted\\nand employed for heroism and philan-\\nthropy are almost one and the same\\nThe Caxtons.\\nApril 19th.\\nWhat a new step in the philosophy\\nof life does a young man of genius\\nmake, when he first compares his\\ntheories and experience with the intel-\\nlect of a clever woman of the world\\nPerhaps it does not elevate him, but\\nhow it enlightens and refines what\\nnumberless minute yet important mys-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "88 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nteries in human character and prac-\\ntical wisdom does he drink uncon-\\nsciously from the sparkling pe/s/Jlage\\nof such a companion\\nErnest Maltravet-a.\\nApril 20th.\\nHe knew henceforth that even the\\ncriminal is not all evil; the angel\\nwithin us is not easily expelled it\\nsurvives sin, ay, and many sins, and\\nleaves us sometimes in amaze and\\nmarvel at the good that lingers I ound\\nthe heart even of the hardiest of-\\nfender.\\nEugene Aram.\\nApril 21st.\\nThe evil was simply this here was\\nthe intelligence of a man in all that is\\nevil and the ignorance of an infant", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWER LYTTON.\\nin all that is good. In matters merely\\nworldly, what wonderful acumen! in\\nthe plain principles of right and\\nwrong, what gross and stolid obtuse-\\nness At one time, I am straining all\\nmy poor wit to grapple in an encoun-\\nter on the knottiest mysteries of social\\nlife; at another, I am guiding re-\\nluctant fingers over the horn-book of\\nthe most obvious morals.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nApril S^d, A French Novel.\\nThe true artist, whether in Eomance\\nor the Drama, will often necessarily\\ninterest us in a vicious or criminal\\ncharacter but he does not the less\\nleave clear to our reprobation the vice\\nor the crime. But here I found my-\\nself called upon not only to feel inter-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "90 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nest in the villain (which would be per-\\nfectly allowable I am very much\\ninterested .in Macbeth and Lovelace)\\nbut to admire and sympathize with\\nthe villainy itself. Nor was it the\\nconfusion of all wrong and right in\\nindividual character that shocked me\\nthe most but rather the view of so-\\nciety altogether, painted in colors so\\nhideous that, if true, instead of a revo-\\nlution, it would draw down a deluge.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nApril 3Sd.\\nIt was thus that the same fervor\\nwhich made the Churchman of the\\nmiddle age a bigot without mercy,\\nmade the Christian of the early days a\\nhero without fear.\\nT/ie Last Days of Pompeii,", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "FR03I BULWER LYTTON. 91\\nApril ^4,th.\\nFly from a load upon the heart, on\\nthe genius, the energy, the pride, and\\nthe spirit, which not one man in ten\\nthousand can bear ily from the curse\\nof owing everything to a wife it is\\na reversal of all natural position, it is\\na blow to all the manhood within us.\\nYou know not what it is I do My\\nwife s fortune came not till after\\nmarriage so far, so well; it saved\\nmy reputation from the charge of\\nfortune-hunting. But, I tell you fairly,\\nthat if it never came at all, I should\\nbe a prouder, and a greater, and a\\nhappier man than I have ever been, or\\never can bo, with all its advantages\\nit has a millstone round my neck.\\nTlie Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "92 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nApril ^6th.\\nThe world, the world Everything\\ngentle, everything pure, everything\\nnoble, high-wrought and holy is to\\nbe squared, and cribbed, and maimed\\nto the rule and measure of the world\\nThe world are you too its slave?\\nDo you not despise its hollow cant\\nits methodical hypocrisy\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nApril 36th.\\nThe soul really grand is only tested\\nin its errors. As we know the true\\nmight of the intellect by the rich re-\\nsources and patient strength with\\nwhich it redeems a failure, so do we\\nprove the elevation of the soul by its\\ncourageous return into light, its in-\\nstinctive rebound into higher air, after", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWKR LYTTON. 9:i\\nsome error that has darkened its vision\\nand soiled its plumes.\\nHarold.\\nA2)ril 27th.\\nA spirit loss noble and pure than\\nHarold s, once entering on the dismal\\nworld of enchanted superstition, had\\nhabituated itself to that nether atmos-\\nphere once misled from hardy truth\\nand healthful reason, it had plunged\\ndeeper and deeper into the maze.\\nBut, unlike his contemporary, Mac-\\nbeth, the Man escaped from the lures\\nof the Fiend. Not as Flocate in hell,\\nbut as Dian in heaven, did he confront\\nthe pale odd ess of Kight.\\nHarold.\\nApril 28th.\\nBefore that hour in which he had", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "94 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ndeserted the human judgment for the\\nghostly delusion: before that day in\\nwhich the brave heart, in its sudden\\ndesertion, had humbled his pride the\\nman, in his nature, was more strong\\nthan the god. Now, purified by the\\nflame that had scorched, and more\\nnerved from the fall that had stunned,\\nthat great soul rose sublime through\\nthe wrecks of the Past, serene through\\nthe clouds of the future, concentring\\nin its solitude the destinies of Man-\\nkind, and strong with instinctive\\nEternity amidst all the terrors of\\nTime.\\nHarold.\\nApril 29tli.\\nNo sound ever went to the heart,\\nsaid Adrian, whose arrow was not", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 95\\nfeathered by sadness. True senti-\\nment, Montreal, is twin with melan-\\ncholy, though not with gloom.\\nBienzi.\\nApril 30th.\\nBut what the impulse of genius is to\\nthe great, the instinct of vocation is to\\nthe mediocre. In every man there is\\na magnet; in that thing which the\\nman can do best there is a loadstone.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "MAY.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "Mwy hi. Early Mondng.\\nTiHH wjm llio [lour wliori Kv( \\\\yn\\niiiohI- fir,n, iil)ly icll, how lil.Uo our nial\\nliln in (\u00e2\u0080\u00a2lironic-lrd hy nxhirruil o-vmils\\nhow riiuch wr, livo n. H i( oiMl jiimI n\\nhigher lil n jti our iiMMlilxitiorm and\\ndnmrriH. Ii\u00c2\u00bb \u00c2\u00bbu/. hl u|), uol, nioni l y\\n|)r(HM)))i, Ui;ui oxn.tii|)h\\\\ in Uio Ui\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\nwhi *h uiii(/OH (;n\u00c2\u00abil,uro nnd (/rnaior,\\nUiJH Willi Um liour in wliicJi l.hou^hl, it,\\nHeir had HoinoLhin^- oi Uir, holinoHH of\\nprayrr; ;uid if (luruin/^ Iroui dniarrm\\ndiviiH) l.ooiU Uilio.r vinioriH) MiinnJHo waH\\nUm hour* ill whi -h Uin iiciul. painted\\nii,n l |)r,o|)l4Ml il,M own liiiry h liid hnh w\\nof Mm- Uvo i(hjal worJdH thai ntretch\\nhnyoiid tlin iiK Ji of tiino on whJcJi wo", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "100 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nstand, Imagination is perhaps holier\\nthan Memory.\\nAlice.\\nMa/y 2d. The Spirit of the Age.\\nI would make every man s conduct\\nmore or less mechanical for system is\\nthe triumph of mind over matter the\\njust equilibrium of all the powers and\\npassions may seem like machinery.\\nBe it so. Nature meant the world\\nthe creation man himself, for ma-\\nchines.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMay 3d.\\nThe seas of human life are wide.\\nWisdom may suggest the voyage, but\\nit must first look to the condition of\\nthe ship, and the nature of the mer-\\nchandise to exchange. Not every", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "FliOM BULWER LYTTON. 101\\nvessel that sails from Tarshish can\\nbring back the gold of Ophir but\\nshall it therefore rot in tlie harbor?\\nNo give its sails to the wind\\nTlie Caxtons.\\nMay Jf^th.\\nIn the tale of human passion, in past\\nages, there is something of interest\\neven in the remoteness of the time.\\nWe love to feel within us the bond\\nwhich unites the most distant eras\\nmen, nations, customs perish the\\nAFFECTIONS AKE IMMOKTAL they\\nare the sympathies which unite the\\nceaseless generations. The past lives\\nagain, when we look upon its emotions\\nit lives in our own That which\\nwas, ever is The magician s gift,\\nthat revives the dead that animates", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "102 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthe dust of forgotten graves, is not in\\nthe author s skill it is in the heart of\\nthe reader\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nMay 6th.\\nYou never deceived man the wide\\nworld says it do not deceive woman\\nDeeds kill men words women\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nMay 6th.\\nOh, Madeline! methinks there is\\nnothing under heaven like the feeling\\nwhich puts us apart from all that agi-\\ntates, and fevers, and degrades the\\nherd of men which grants us to con-\\ntrol the tenor of our future life, be-\\ncause it annihilates our dependence\\nupon others, and, while the rest of the\\nearth are hurried on, blind and uncon-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON. 103\\nscious, by the hand of Fate, leaves us\\nthe sole lords of our destiny, and able,\\nfrom the Past, which we have gov-\\nerned, to become the prophets of our\\nFuture\\nEugene Aram,\\nMoA/ 7th,\\nEven the most unearthly love is\\nselfish in the rapture of being loved\\nBienzi.\\nMay 8th,\\nIN either man nor wood comes to the\\nuses of life till the green leaves are\\nstripped and the sap gone. And then\\nthe uses of life transform us into\\nstrange things with other names the\\ntree is a tree no more it is a gate or\\na ship the youth is a youth no more,\\nbut a one-legged soldier; a hollow-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "104 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\neyed statesman a scholar spectacled\\nand slippered\\nThe Caxtona,\\nMay 9th.\\nHad the early Christians been more\\ncontrolled by the solemn plausibili-\\nties of custom less of democrats in\\nthe pure and lofty acceptation of that\\nperverted word, Christianity would\\nhave perished in its cradle\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nMmj 10th.\\nIt is an excitement, said Yalerie,\\nto climb a mountain, though it fa-\\ntigues and though the clouds may even\\ndeny us a prospect from its summit\\nit is an excitement that gives a very\\nuniversal pleasure, and that seems al-\\nmost as if it were the result of a com-", "height": "2757", "width": "1715", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 105\\nmon human instinct, which makes us\\ndesire to rise to get above the ordi-\\nnary thoroughfares and level of life.\\nSome such pleasure you must have in\\nintellectual ambition, in which the\\nmind is the upward traveller.\\nErnest Maltravera,\\nMay 11th.\\nNothing is strong on earth but the\\nWill; and hate to the will is as the\\niron in the hands of the war-man.\\nHarold.\\nMay mil.\\nIs there not distinction enough at\\nthe best Does not one wear purple,\\nand the other rags? Ilath not one\\nease and the other toil Doth not the\\none banquet while the other starves\\nDo I nourish any mad scheme to level", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "106 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthe ranks which society renders a nec-\\nessary evil No. I war no more\\nwith Dives than with Lazarus. l iit\\nbefore man s judgment-scat, as before\\nGod s, Lazarus and Dives are made\\nequaL JNo more.\\nThe Last ])tx(/s of Povipcii.\\nMay loth.\\nI have never yet found in life one\\nman who made happiness his end and\\naim. One wants to gain a fortune,\\nanother to s} ond it one to get a\\nphice, another to buikl a name but\\nthey all know very well that it is not\\nhappiness thoy search for. ]\\\\o Utili-\\ntarian was ever actuated by self-in-\\nterest, poor man, when he sat down to\\nscribble Ids unpopular crotchets to", "height": "2757", "width": "1715", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "FKCm nULWER LYTTON. 107\\nprove solf-interest universal. And as\\nto tliJit iiolalxlo distinction between\\nseli -in teres t vulgar and self-interest\\nenliglitene(J the more the self-interest\\nis enliglitened, the less we are inllu-\\nenced by it. If you tell the young\\nman who has just written a line book\\nor made a fine speech, that he will not\\nbe any hapjiier if he attain to the fame\\nof Milton or the power of Pitt, and\\nthat, for the sake of his own happiness,\\nhe Jiad mucii better cultivate a farm,\\nlive in the country, and posti)one to\\nthe last the days of dyspepsia and\\ngout, he will answer you fairJy: I\\nam quite as sensible of that as you are.\\nBut I am not thinking whether or not\\nI shall be happy. I have made up my\\nmind to be, if 1 can, a great author, or", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "108 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\na prime minister. So it is with all\\nthe active sons of the world. To push\\non is the law of nature. And you can\\nno more say to men and to nations\\nthan to children Sit still, and don t\\nwear out your shoes.\\nThe Caxtom,\\nMay nth.\\nIt is an awful state of being, this\\nhuman life What is wisdom virtue\\nfaith to men piety to Heaven all\\nthe nurture we bestow on ourselves\\nall our desire to win a loftier sphere,\\nwhen we are thus the tools of the\\nmerest chance the victims of the\\npettiest villainy; and our very exist-\\nence our very senses almost, at the\\nmercy of every traitor and every fool\\nErnest Maltravers.", "height": "2757", "width": "1715", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWER LYTTON. 109\\nMay 15th,\\nThese vain prophecies of human wit\\nguard the soul from no danger. They\\nmislead us by riddles which our hot\\nhearts interpret according to their own\\ndesires. Keep thou fast to youth s\\nsimple wisdom, and trust only to the\\npure spirit and the watchful God.\\nHarold,\\nMay 16th.\\nThe crime the discovery the irre-\\nmediable despair hear me, as the\\nvoice of a man who is on the brink of\\na world, the awful nature of which\\nreason cannot pierce hear me when\\nyour heart tempts to some wandering\\nfrom the line allotted to the rest of\\nmen, and whispers This may be\\ncrime in others, but is not so in thee", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "110 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ntremble cling fast, fast to the path\\nyou are lured to leave. Eemember\\nme!\\nEugene Aram,\\nMay 17th.\\nAlas I is it only to be among men\\nthat freedom and virtue are to be\\ndeemed united? Why should the\\nslavery that destroys you be consid-\\nered the only method to preserve us\\nAh believe me, it has been the great\\nerror of men and one that has\\nworked bitterly on their destinies to\\nimagine that the nature of women is\\n(I will not say inferior, that may be\\nso, but) so different from their own,\\nin making laws unfavorable to the in-\\ntellectual advancement of women.\\nHave they not, in so doing, made laws", "height": "2757", "width": "1715", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. Ill\\nagainst their children, whom women\\nare to rear against the husbands, of\\nwhom women are to be the friends,\\nnay, sometimes the advisers\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii,\\nMay 18th.\\nEverybody who is in earnest to be\\ngood carries two fairies about with\\nhim one here, and he touched my\\nheart, and one here, and he touched\\nmy forehead.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nMay 19th.\\nIt is not the ambition that pleases,\\nreplied Maltravers, it is the following\\na path congenial to our tastes, and\\nmade dear to us in a short time by\\nhabit. The moments in which we\\nlook beyond our work, and fancy our-", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "112 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nselves seated beneath the Everlasting\\nLaurel, are few. It is the work itself,\\nwhether of action or literature, that\\ninterests and excites us. And at\\nlength the dryness of toil takes the\\nfamiliar sweetness of custom. But in\\nintellectual labor there is another\\ncharm we become more intimate with\\nour own nature. The heart and the\\nsoul grow friends, as it were, and the\\naffections and aspirations unite. Thus,\\nwe are never without society we are\\nnever alone; all that we have read,\\nlearned, and discovered, is company to\\nus.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMOA/ Wth.\\nWhat love has most to dread in the\\nwild heart of aspiring man, is not per-", "height": "2757", "width": "1715", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "FE03I: BULWER LYTTON. 113\\nsons, but tilings, is not things, but\\ntheir symbols.\\nHarold.\\nMay ^Ist\\nI see him before me, as he stood\\nthen his form erect, his dark eyes\\nsolemn in their light, a serenity in his\\nsmile, a grandeur on his brow, that\\nI had never marked till then! Was\\nthat the same man I had recoiled from\\nas the sneering cynic, shuddered at as\\nthe audacious traitor, or wept over as\\nthe cowering outcast How little the\\nnobleness of aspect depends on sym-\\nmetry of feature, or the mere propor-\\ntions of form! What dignity robes\\nthe man who is filled with a lofty\\nthought\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2757", "width": "1757", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "114 BEAUTIFUL TBOUGHTS\\nMay 2M.\\nBut the illness of the body usually\\nbrings out a latent power and philoso-\\nphy of the soul, which health never\\nknows; and God has mercifully or-\\ndained it as the customary lot of na-\\nture, that in proportion as we decline\\ninto the grave, the sloping path is\\nmade smooth and easy to our feet;\\nand every day, as the films of clay are\\nremoved from our eyes. Death loses\\nthe false aspect of the spectre, and we\\nfall at last into its arms as a wearied\\nchild upon the bosom of its mother.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nMay 2Sd.\\nI love not the trader spirit, man\\nthe spirit that cheats, and cringes, and\\nhaggles, and splits straws for pence.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 115\\nand roasts eggs by other men^s blazing\\nrafters.\\nThe Last of the Barons,\\nMay ^Ifih.\\nFor oh what a terrible devil creeps\\ninto that man s soul who sees famine\\nat his door One tender act, and how\\nmany black designs, struggling into\\nlife within, you may crush forever!\\nHe who deems the world his foe, con-\\nvince him that he has one friend, and\\nit is like snatching a dagger from his\\nhand\\nEugene Aram.\\nMay ^5th. Westminster Bridge.\\nOh, God how many wild and\\nstormy hearts have stilled themselves\\non that spot, for one dread instant of\\nthought of calculation of resolve", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "116 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\none instant, the last of life Look at\\nnight along the course of that stately\\nriver, how gloriously it seems to mock\\nthe passions of them that dwell be-\\nside it. Unchanged unchanging all\\naround it quick death, and troubled\\nlife itself smiling up to the grey stars,\\nand singing from its deep heart as it\\nbounds along. Beside it is the Senate,\\nproud of its solemn triflers, and there\\nthe cloistered tomb, in which, as the\\nloftiest honor, some handful of the\\nfiercest of the strugglers may gain\\nf orgetf ulness and a grave There is\\nno moral to a great city like the river\\nthat washes its walls.\\nEugene Aram.\\nMay 26tli.\\nSay to the busiest man whom thou", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWER LYTTQN. 117\\nseest in mart, camp, or senate, who\\nseems to thee all intent upon his\\nworldly schemes, Thy home is reft\\nfrom thee thy household gods are\\nshattered that sweet noiseless content\\nin the regular mechanism of the springs\\nwhich set the large wheels of thy soul\\ninto movement is thine nevermore\\nand straightway all exertion seems\\nrobbed of its object all aim of its\\nalluring charm.\\nHarold.\\nMay 27th.\\nWhat are all the rewards to my la-\\nbor, now thou hast robbed me of re-\\npose? How little are all the gains\\nwrung from strife, in a world of rivals\\nand foes, compared to the smile whose\\nsweetness I knew not till it was lost,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "118 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand the sense of security from mortal\\nill which I took from the trust and\\nsympathy of love\\nHarold.\\nMay ^8th.\\nThe burning desires I have known\\nthe resplendent visions I have nursed\\nthe sublime aspirings that have\\nlifted me so often from sense and clay\\nthese tell me, that, whether for good\\nor ill I am the thing of an Immortal-\\nity, and the creature of a God\\nEugene Aram,\\nMay S9th.\\nNor is he whom, for high purposes,\\nHeaven hath raised from the cottage\\nto the popular throne, without invisi-\\nble aid and spiritual protection. If\\nhereditary monarchs are deemed sa-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 119\\ncred, how much more one in whose\\npower the divine hand hath writ its\\nwitness Yes, over him who lives but\\nfor his country, whose greatness is his\\ncountry s gift, whose life is his coun-\\ntry s liberty, watch the souls of the\\njust, and the unsleeping eyes of the\\ns worded seraphim\\nBienzi.\\nMay 30th. Memorial Bay.\\nTo be free, you must sacrifice some-\\nthing for freedom, what sacrifice too\\ngreat\\nBienzi.\\nMay Slst.\\nYery near are two hearts that have\\nno guile between them.\\nThe Caxtom.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "JUNE.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "June Ist.\\nOur own yoath is like that of the\\nearth itself, when it peopled the woods\\nand waters with divinities when life\\nran riot, and yet only gave birth to\\nbeauty all its shapes of poetry, all\\nits airs, the melodies of Arcady and\\nOlympus The Golden Age never\\nleaves the world; it exists still, and\\nshall exist, till love, health, poetry, are\\nno more but only for the young\\nEienzi,\\nJune 2d.\\nNot in such jaded bosoms can Na-\\nture awaken that enthusiasm which\\nalone draws from her chaste reserve\\nall her unspeakable beauty she de-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "124 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nmands from you, not the exhaustion of\\npassion, but all that fervor, from\\nwhich you onl}^ seek, in adoring her, a\\nrelease.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii,\\nJune 3d.\\nWas it the perversity of human na-\\nture, that makes the things of morality\\ndearer to us in proportion as they\\nfade from our hopes, like birds whoso\\nhues are only unfolded when they\\ntake wing and vanish amidst the skies\\nor was it that he had ever doted more\\non loveliness of mind than that of\\nform, and the first bloomed out the\\nmore, the more the last decayed\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJune Jt-th.\\nHe who is ambitious of things afar", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "FR03T BULWEB LYTTON. 125\\nand uncertain, passes at once into the\\nPoet-Land of Imagination; to aspire\\nand to imagine are yearnings twin-\\nborn. _\\nHarold.\\nJune 6th.\\nMankind are not instantaneously\\ncorrupted. Villainy is always pro-\\ngressive. We decline from right\u00e2\u0080\u0094 not\\nsuddenly, but step after step.\\nEugene Aram.\\nJune 6th.\\nIn a word, dear sir and friend, in\\nthis crowded Old World, there is not\\nthe same room that our bold fore-\\nfathers found for men to walk about\\nand jostle their neighbors. No they\\nmust sit down like boys at their form,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "126 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand work out their tasks, with rounded\\nshoulders and aching fingers. There\\nhas been a pastoral age, and a hunting\\nage, and a fighting age. Now we have\\narrived at the age sedentary. Men\\nwho sit longest carry all before them\\npuny, delicate fellows, with hands just\\nstrong enough to wield a pen, eyes so\\nbleared by the midnight lamp that they\\nsee no joy in that buxom sun (which\\ndraws me forth into the fields, as life\\ndraws the living), and digestive organs\\nworn and macerated by the relentless\\nflagellation of the brain.\\nThe Caxtom.\\nJune 7th.\\nWise is ever the counsel of him\\nwhose book is the human heart.\\nHarold.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWEB LYTTON. 127\\nJune 8th.\\nFrom LITEKATUEE he imagined had\\ncome all that makes nations enlight-\\nened and men humane. And he\\nloved Literature the more, because\\nher distinctions were not those of\\nthe world because she had neither\\nribands, nor stars, nor high places at\\nher command. A name in the deep\\ngratitude and hereditary delight of\\nmen this was the title she bestowed.\\nHers was the Great Primitive Church\\nof the world, without Popes or\\nMuftis sinecures, pluralities, and\\nhierarchies. Her servants spoke to\\nthe earth as the prophets of old,\\nanxious only to be heard and be-\\nlieved.\\nErnest Maltravers.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "128 BEAUTIFUL TEOUOHTS\\nJune 9th.\\nHe who awaits death, dies twice.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii\\nJune 10 th.\\nlu all these solemn riddles of the\\nJove world and the Christ s is involved\\nthe imperious necessity that man hath\\nof repentance and atonement through\\ntheir clouds, as a rainbow, shines the\\ncovenant that reconciles the God and\\nthe man.\\nHarold.\\nJune 11th.\\nObserve, that, throughout the whole\\nworld, a great revolution has begun.\\nThe barbaric darkness of centuries has\\nbeen broken; the knowledge which\\nmade men as demigods in the past\\ntime has been called from her urn a", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 129\\nPower, subtler tliiiii brute force, and\\nmightier than armed men, is at work I\\nwe have begun once more to do hom-\\nage to the Jioyalty of Mind.\\nRiejizi.\\nJune 12th.\\nWe may talk of the fidelity of books,\\nbut no man ever wrote even his own\\nbiography, without being com[)elled to\\nomit at least nine- tent I is of the most\\nimportant materials. What are three\\nwhat six volumes? We live six\\nvolumes in a day Thought, emotion,\\njoy, sorrow, hope, fear, how prolix\\nwould they be, if they might each tell\\ntheir hourly tale I But man s life itself\\nis a brief epitome of that which is in-\\nfinite and everlasting and his most ac-\\ncurate confessions are a miserable", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "130 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nabridgment of a hurried and confused\\ncompendium\\nErnest Maltravera.\\nJune 13th.\\nNew laws are declared to him who\\nhas ears a heaven, a true Olympus, is\\nrevealed to him who has eyes heed\\nthen, and listen.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nJune nth.\\nAss indeed is he who pretends to\\nwarn others, nor sees an inch before\\nhis eyes what his own fate will be\\nHarold.\\nJune 15th.\\nI say, then, that books, taken indis-\\ncriminately, are no cure to the diseases\\nand afflictions of the mind. There is a", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 131\\nworld of science necessary in the tak-\\ning them. I have known some people\\nin great sorrow fly to a novel, or the\\nlast light book in fashion. One might\\nas well take a rose-draught for the\\nplague! Light reading does not do\\nwhen the heart is really heavy. I am\\ntold that Goethe, when he lost his son,\\ntook to study a science that was new\\nto him. Ah Goethe was a physician\\nwho knew what he was about. In a\\ngreat grief like that you cannot tickle\\nand divert the mind you must wrench\\nit away, abstract, absorb bury it in\\nan abyss, hurry it into a labyrinth.\\nTherefore, for the irremediable sor-\\nrows of middle life and old age, I\\nrecommend a strict chronic course of\\nscience and hard reasoning Counter-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "132 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nirritation. Bring the brain to act upon\\nthe heart\\nThe Caxtona.\\nJune 16th.\\nI fear that as yet Ernest Mal-\\ntravers had gained little from Experi-\\nence, except a few current coins of\\nworldly wisdom (and not very valu-\\nable those while he had lost much\\nof that nobler wealth with which\\nyouthful enthusiasm sets out on the\\njourney of life. Experience is an open\\ngiver, but a stealthy thief. There is,\\nhowever, this to be said in her favor,\\nthat we retain her gifts; and if ever\\nwe demand restitution in earnest, tis\\nten to one but what we recover her\\nthefts.\\nErnest Maltravera.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWER LYTTON. 133\\nJune 17 th.\\nHe died, said the Norman, sooth-\\ningly but shriven and absolved and\\nmy cousin says, calm and hopeful, as\\nthey die ever who have knelt at the\\nSaviour s tomb\\nHarold.\\nJune 18th.\\nHow little a man s virtues profit\\nhim in the eyes of men thought he.\\nThe subject saves the crown, and the\\ncrown s wearer never pardons the pre-\\nsumption\\nThe Last of the Barona.\\nJune 19th.\\nGod never made Genius to be\\nenvied interrupted Yillani, with an\\nenergy that overcame his respect.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "134 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nWe envy not the sun, but rather the\\nvalleys that ripen beneath his beams.\\nYerily, if I be the sun, said Kienzi\\nwith a bitter and melancholy smile, I\\nlong for night, and come it will, to\\nthe human as to the celestial Pilgrim\\nThank Heaven at least, that our am-\\nbition cannot make us immortal\\nBienzi.\\nJune 20th.\\nThe tench, no doubt, considers the\\npond in which he lives as the Great\\nWorld. There is no place, however\\nstagnant, which is not the great world\\nto the creatures that move about in it.\\nPeople who have lived all their lives\\nin a village still talk of the world as if\\nthey had ever seen it An old woman\\nin a hovel does not put her nose out of", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 135\\nher door on a Sunday without think-\\ning she is going amongst the pomps\\nand vanities of the great world. Ergo,\\nthe great world is to all of us the little\\ncircle in which we live.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJune 21st.\\nSir, a religious man does not want\\nto reason about his religion religion\\nis not mathematics. Keligion is to be\\nfelt, not proved. There are a great\\nmany things in the religion of a good\\nman which are not in the catechism.\\nThe Caxtona.\\nJune 22d.\\nHe was the more original because\\nhe sought rather after the True than\\nthe New. ]^o two minds are ever the\\nsame; and therefore any man who", "height": "2716", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "136 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nwill give us fairly and frankly the re-\\nsults of his own impressions, uninflu-\\nenced by the servilities of imitation,\\nw^ill be original.\\nErnest Maliravers.\\nJune ^3d.\\nA man is a poor creature who is not\\nin a passion sometimes; but a very\\nunjust, or a very foolish one, if he be\\nin a passion with the wrong person,\\nand in the wrong place and time.\\nErnest Maliravers.\\nJ\\\\ine 24th.\\nAnd as gold, the adorner of the\\nworld, springs from the sordid bosom\\nof earth, so chastity, the image of\\ngold, rose bright and unsullied from\\nthe clay of human desire.\\nHarold.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 137\\nJune 25th.\\nIn that era of passionate and poet-\\nical romance, which Petrarch repre-\\nsented rather than created, Love had\\nalready begun to assume a more tender\\nand sacred character than it had hith-\\nerto known, it had gradually imbibed\\nthe divine spirit which it derives from\\nChristianity, and which associates its\\nsorrows on earth with the visions and\\nhopes of heaven. To him who relies\\nupon immortality, fidelity to the dead\\nis easy; because death cannot extin-\\nguish hope, and the soul of the\\nmourner is already half in the world\\nto come. It is an age that desponds\\nof a future life representing death as\\nan eternal separation in which, if\\nmen grieve awhile for the dead, they", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "138 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nhasten to reconcile themselves to the\\nliving. For true is the old aphorism,\\nthat love exists not without hope.\\nBienzi.\\nJune Mth.\\nIt is in sorrow or sickness that we\\nlearn why Faith was given as a\\nsoother to man Faith, which is Hope\\nwith a holier name hope that knows\\nneither deceit nor death. Ah, how\\nwisely do you speak of the philosophy\\nof belief It is, indeed, the telescope\\nthrough which the stars grow large\\nupon our gaze.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJune 27th.\\nMan is never wrong while he lives\\nfor others. The philosopher who con-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 139\\ntemplates from the rock is a less noble\\nimage than the sailor who struggles\\nwith the storm.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJune ^8th.\u00e2\u0080\u0094A Lover s Farting.\\nI know not, in the broken words\\nthat passed between us, in the sorrow-\\nful hearts which those words revealed\\nI know not if there were that which\\nthey who own, in human passion, but\\nthe storm and the whirlwind, would\\ncall the love of maturer years the\\nlove that gives fire to the song, and\\ntragedy to the stage but I know that\\nthere was neither a word nor a\\nthought which made the sorrow of the\\nchildren a rebellion to the heavenly\\nFather.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "140 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJanr 29th.\\nThero is in a sound and correct in-\\ntellect, with all its gilts fairly bal-\\nanced, a calm consciousness of power,\\na cm tainty tliaX when its strength is\\nfairly put out, it must be to realize the\\nusual result of strength. Men of sec-\\nond-rate faculties, on the contrar} are\\nfretful and nervous, lidgeting after a\\ncelebrity wliicli tl u^y do not estimate\\nby Muur own talents, but by the tal-\\nents of some one else. They see a\\ntower, but are occupied only with\\nuujasuring its shadow, and think their\\nown height (which they never calcu-\\nlate) is to cast as Inroad a, one over the\\nearth. It is tln^ short man who is al-\\nways throwing up his (^hin, and is as\\nerect as a dart. The tall man stoops.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 141\\nand the strong man is not always\\nusing the dumb-bells.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJune 30th.\\nThe eye that would guard the living\\nshould not be dimmed by the vapors\\nthat encircle the dead.\\nHarold.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "JULY.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "July 1st.\\nOh, what a crushing sense of impo-\\ntence comes over us, when we feel that\\nour frame cannot support our mind\\nwhen the hand can no longer execute\\nwhat the soul, actively as ever, con-\\nceives and desires the quick life tied\\nto the dead form the ideas fresh as\\nimmortality, gushing forth rich and\\ngolden, and the broken nerves, and the\\naching frame, and the weary eyes\\nthe spirit athirst for liberty and heaven\\nand the damning, choking conscious-\\nness that we are walled up and prisoned\\nin a dungeon that must be our burial-\\nplace Talk not of freedom there is\\nno such thing as freedom to a man", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "146 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nwhose body is the jail, whose infirmi-\\nties are the racks, of his genius\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJuly 2d.\\nOnly by the candle held in the skel-\\neton hand of Poverty can man read his\\nown dark heart.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJuly 3d.\\nI value Gold, for Gold is the Archi-\\ntect of Power It fills the camp it\\nstorms the city it buys the market-\\nplace it raises the palace it founds\\nthe throne. I value Gold, it is the\\nmeans necessary to my end\\nBienzi.\\nJuly Jith. Independence Day.\\nDepend on it, the New World will\\nbe friendly or hostile to the Old, not in", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 147\\njprojportion to the hinshij^ of race^ hut in\\nj^roportion to the similarity of ^manners\\nand institxLtions a mighty truth to\\nwhich we colonizers have been blind.\\nThe Caxtona.\\nJuly 6th.\\nA man is a rude, coarse, sensual ani-\\nmal, and requires all manner of associa-\\ntions to dignify and refine him, women\\nare so naturally susceptible of every-\\nthing beautiful in sentiment and gen-\\nerous in purpose, that she who is a\\ntrue woman is a fit peer for a king.\\nTlie Caxtona,\\nJuly 6th.\\nNo man ever so scorned its false\\ngods, and its miserable creeds its war\\nupon the weak its fawning upon the\\ngreat its ingratitude to benefactors", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "148 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nits sordid league with mediocrity\\nagainst excellence. Yes, in proportion\\nas I love mankind, I despise and detest\\nthat worse than Venetian oligarchy\\nwhich mankind set over them and call\\nTHE WOELD.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJuly 7th.\\nWhile the mind alone is occupied,\\nyou may be contented with the pride\\nof stoicism: but there are moments\\nwhen the heart wakens as from a sleep\\nwakens like a frightened child to\\nfeel itself alone and in the dark.\\nErnest Maltravers,\\nJuly 8th.\\nI tell thee that I renounce henceforth\\nall faith save in Him whose ways are\\nconcealed from our eyes. Thy seid", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 149\\nand thy galdra have not guarded me\\nagainst peril, nor armed me against\\nsin. Nay, perchance but peace: I\\nwill no more tempt the dark art, I will\\nno more seek to disentangle the awful\\ntruth from the juggling lie. All so\\nforetold me I will seek to forget, hope\\nfrom no prophecy, fear from no warn-\\ning. Let the soul go to the future un-\\nder the shadow of God\\nHarold.\\nJuly 9th.\\nWhen when will these hideous dis-\\nparities be banished from the world\\nHow many noble natures how many\\nglorious hopes how much of the ser-\\naph s intellect, have been crushed into\\nthe mire, or blasted into guilt, by the\\nmere force of physical want? What", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "150 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nare the temptations of the rich to those\\nof the poor Yet see how lenient we\\nare to the crimes of the one, how re-\\nlentless to those of the other I\\nEugene Aram.\\nJuly 10th.\\nThere is a stern truth which is\\nstronger than all Spartan lessons\\nPoverty ^6 the master-ill of the Avorld.\\nLook round. Does poverty leave its\\nsigns over the graves Look at that\\nlarge tomb fenced round read that\\nlong inscription Virtue best of\\nhusbands affectionate father\\ninconsolable grief sleeps in the\\njoyful hope, etc., etc. Do you sup-\\npose these stoneless mounds hide no\\ndust of what were men just as good\\nBut no epitaph tells their virtues, be-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 151\\nspeaks thoir wives grief, or promises\\njoyful hope to them I\\nDoes it matter Does God care for\\nthe epitaph and tombstone\\nTlie Caxtons.\\nJuly 11th.\\nTheir talk now was only of their\\nlove. Over the rapture of the present\\nthe hopes of the future glowed like the\\nheaven above the gardens of spring.\\nThey went in their trustful thoughts\\nfar down the stream of time they laid\\nout the chart of their destiny to come\\nthey sulFercd the light of to-day to\\nsuffuse the morrow. In the youth of\\ntheir hearts it seemed as if care, and\\nchange, and death, were as things un-\\nknown.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "152 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJuly mil.\\nYe mystic lights, said he, solilo-\\nquizing worlds upon worlds infinite\\nincalculable. Bright defiers of rest\\nand change, rolling forever above our\\npetty sea of mortality, as, wave after\\nwave, we fret forth our little life, and\\nsink into the black abyss can we look\\nupon you, note your appointed order,\\nand your unvarying course, and not\\nfeel that we are indeed the poorest\\npuppets of an all-pervading and resist-\\nless destiny\\nEugene Aram.\\nJuly 13th.\\nIs that too masculine a spirit for\\nsome Let each please himself. Give\\nme the woman who can echo all\\nthoughts that are noblest in men\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 153\\nJuly Htli.\\nWhen we have commenced a career,\\nwhat stop is there till the grave?\\nwhere is the definite barrier of that am-\\nbition which, like the eastern bird,\\nseems ever on the wing, and never\\nrests upon the earth.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJuly 15th.\\nMan is arrogant in proportion to his\\nignorance.\\nZanoni.\\nJuly 16th.\\nThe man who hath served me wrongs\\nme till I have served him again\\nThe Last of the Barons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "154 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJuly 17th.\\nConduct conduct conduct there\\nlies my talent and what is conduct but\\na steady walk from a design to its exe-\\ncution I\\nErnest Maltravers,\\nJuly 18th.\\nPoor is the strength of body a web\\nof law can entangle it, and a word from\\na priest s mouth can palsy.\\nHarold,\\nJuly 19th.\\nHoAV a man past thirty foils a man\\nscarcely twenty what superiority the\\nmere fact of living-on gives to the dull-\\nest dog I\\nThe Caxtons.\\nJuly Wth.\\nIt is a fearful thing to see men weep I\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 155\\nJtoly ^Ist\\nThere seems something intuitive in\\nthe science wliich teaches us the\\nknowledge of our race. Some men\\nemerge from their seclusion, and find,\\nall at once, a power to dart into the\\nminds and drag forth the motives of\\nthose they see it is a sort of second\\nsight, born with them, not acquired.\\nEugene Aram.\\nJuly nd.\\nHad I lived more with men, and\\nless with dreams and books, I should\\nhave made my nature large enough\\nto bear the loss of a single passion.\\nBut in solitude we shrink up. Ko\\nplant so much as man needs the sun\\nand the air.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "156 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJuly 23d.\\nLove should have implicit oonfu\\ndence as its bond and nature and\\njealousy is doubt, and doubt is the\\ndeath of love.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJuly ^ith.\\nAs ashes cannot be rekindled as\\nlove once dead can never revive, so\\nfreedom departed from a people is\\nnever regained.\\nThe Lost Days of Pompeii,\\nJuly 25th.\\nOf all the conditions to which the\\nheart is subject, suspense is the one\\nthat most gnaws and cankers into the\\nframe. One little month of that sus-\\npense, when it involves death, we are\\ntold, in a ver}^ remarkable work lately", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 157\\npublished by an eyewitness, is suffi-\\ncient to plough fixed lines and fur-\\nrows in the face of a convict of five-\\nand-twenty sufficient to dash the\\nbrown hair with grey, and to bleach\\nthe grey to white.\\nEugene Aram.\\nJtdy ^6th.\\nIs it a crime to murder man? a\\ngreater crime to murder thought,\\nwhich is the life of all men.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJuly 27th.\\nIt is not study alone that produces\\na writer it is intensity. In the mind,\\nas in yonder chimney, to make the fire\\nburn hot and quick, you must narrow\\nthe draft.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "158 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJuly 28th.\\nThe moment we lose forethought,\\nwe lose sight of a duty and though\\nit seems like a paradox, we can sel-\\ndom be careless without being selfish.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nJuly 29th.\\nTis a winning thing, sir, a garden\\nIt brings us an object every day;\\nand that s what I think a man ought\\nto have if he wishes to lead a happy\\nlife.\\nEugene Aram.\\nJuly 30th.\\nThe great struggles in life are\\nlimited moments. In the drooping\\nof the head upon the bosom, in the\\npressure of the hand upon the brow,\\nwe may scarcely consume a second", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 159\\nin our threescore years and ten; but\\nwhat revolutions of our whole being\\nmay pass within us while that single\\nsand drops noiseless down to the bot-\\ntom of the hour-glass\\nThe Caxtom.\\nJuly 31st.\\nThou art wise in the lore of the\\nheart and love hath been thy study\\nfrom youth to grey hairs. Is it love,\\nis it hate, that prefers death for the\\nloved one, to the thought of her life\\nas another s\\nHarold.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "AUGUST.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "August 1st.\\nThe situation of a Patrician who\\nhonestly loves the people is, in those\\nevil times, when power oppresses and\\nfreedom struggles, when the two\\ndivisions of men are wrestling against\\neach other, the most irksome and\\nperplexing their destiny can possibly\\ncontrive Shall he take part with the\\nnobles? he betrays his conscience!\\nWith the people he deserts his\\nfriends\\nBienzi.\\nAugust 2d.\\nA baker is not to be called venal if\\nhe sells his loaves he is venal if he\\nsells himself.\\nTht Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "164 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nAugust 3d.\\nHowever we may darken and puzzle\\nourselves with fancies and visions, and\\nthe ingenuities of fanatical mysticism,\\nno man can mathematically or syllo-\\ngistically contend that the world\\nwhich a God made, and a Saviour\\nvisited, was designed to be damned\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nAugust ith.\\nI shudder not at the creed of others.\\nI dare not curse them I pray the\\nGreat Father to convert.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nAugust 5th.\\nOne thing, however, is quite clear\\nthat, whether Fortune be more like\\nPlutus or an angel, it is no use abusing", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 165\\nher one may as well throw stones at\\na star. And I think, if one looked\\nnarrowly at her operations, one might\\nperceive that she gives every man a\\nchance, at least once in his life if he\\ntake and make the best of it, she will\\nrenew her visits, if not, itur ad astra\\nThe Caxtons.\\nAitgust 6th.\\nBut they were both alike in one\\nthing they were not with the Future,\\nthey were sensible of the Present the\\nsense of the actual life, the enjoyment\\nof the breathing time, was strong\\nwithin them. Such is the privilege of\\nthe extremes of our existence Youth\\nand Age. Middle life is never with\\nto-day, its home is in to-morrow\\nanxious, and scheming, and desiring,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "166 BEAUTIFUL TBOUQHTS\\nand wishing this plot ripened and that\\nhope fulfilled, while every wave of the\\nforgotten Time brings it nearer and\\nnearer to the end of all things. Half\\nour life is consumed in longing to be\\nnearer death.\\nErnest MaUravns.\\nAugitst 7th.\\nFor we should be as old men before\\nwe engage, and as youths when we wish\\nto perform.\\nHarold.\\nAugust 8th.\\nToo mean I go to there is noth-\\ning mean before God, unless it bo a\\nbase soul under high titles. With me,\\nboy, there is but one nobility, and\\nNature signs its charter.\\nRiemi.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 167\\nAugust 0th.\\nKill me! not my thought\\nThe Last of the Baro7i8.\\nAugust 10 th.\\nWhat an incalculable field of dread\\nand sombre contemplation is opened to\\nevery man who, with his heart disen-\\ngaged from himself, and his eyes\\naccustomed to the sharp observance\\nof his tribe, walks through the streets\\nof a great city What a world of\\ndark and troublous secrets in the\\nbreast of every one who hurries by\\nyou! Goethe has said somewhere,\\nthat each of us, the best as the worst,\\nhides within him something some\\nfeeling, some remembrance that, if\\nknown, would make you hate him.\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "168 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nAugust 11th.\\nI advanced, and beheld a spectacle\\nof such agony, as can only be con-\\nceived by those who have looked on\\ntlie grief which takes no fortitude\\nfrom reason, no consolation from con-\\nscience the grief which tells us what\\nwould be the earth were man aban-\\ndoned to his passions, and the chance\\nof the atheist reigned alone in the\\nmerciless heavens. Pride humbled to\\nthe dust ambition shivered into frag-\\nments; love (or the passion mis-\\ntaken for it) blasted into ashes; life,\\nat the first onset, bereaved of its\\nholiest ties, forsaken by its truest\\nguide! shame that writhed for re-\\nvenge, and remorse that knew not\\nprayer\u00e2\u0080\u0094 all, all blended, yet distinct.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "FROM JiULWKR LYTTON. 169\\nwere in that avvlul spectaclo of tlio\\nguilty son.\\nThe Caxtona.\\nAugust l^th.\\nNight, to tho earnest soul, opens the\\nbil)h3 of tho universe, and on the Uiaves\\nof Heaven is written God is every-\\nwhere I\\nThe Last of the liaronn.\\nA m/uH mh.\\nTell a man, in the full tide of his\\ntriumphs, that he bears death within\\nhim and what crisis of thought can\\nbe more startling and more terrible\\nErncM MnltraverH.\\nA uquHt 1J,th.\\nThe good pilot wins his way through\\nall winds, and the brave heart fastens\\nfate to its flag.\\nHarold.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "170 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nAugicst 15tli.\\nHuman life is compared to the circle\\nIs the simile just? All lines that are\\ndrawn from the centre to touch the\\ncircumference, by the law of the circle,\\nare equal. But the lines that are\\ndrawn from the heart of the man to\\nthe verge of his destiny do they equal\\neach other Alas some seem so\\nbrief, and some lengthen on as for-\\never.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nAugust 16th.\\nThere is but one philosophy (though\\nthere are a thousand schools), and its\\nname is Fortitude.\\nto bear is to conquer our fate\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 171\\nAugust 17 th.\\nSo is it ever in life mortal things\\nfade; immortal things spring more\\nfreshly with every step to the tomb.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nAugust 18th.\\nHe who himself betrays, cannot call\\nvengeance treason\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nAugust 19th.\\nHumph! when nobles are hated,\\nand soldiers are bought, a mob may,\\nin any hour, become the master. An\\nhonest people and a weak mob, a\\ncorrupt people and a strong mob.\\nBienzi.\\nAugust 20th.\\nThe end of a scientific morality is\\nnot to serve others only, but also to", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "172 BEAUTIFUL THOUOETS\\nperfect and accomplish our individual\\nselves; our own souls are a solemn\\ntrust to our own lives.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nAugust ^Ist.\\nMaster books, but do not let them\\nmaster you. Eead to live, not live to\\nread.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nAugust 22d.\\nWhoever strives to know learns\\nthat no human lore is despicable.\\nDespicable only you ye fat and\\nbloated things slaves of luxury\\nsluggards in thought who, cultivating\\nnothing but the barren sense, dream\\nthat its poor soil can produce alike the\\nmyrtle and the laurel. InTo, the wise\\nonly can enjoy to us only true luxury", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 173\\nis given, when mind, brain, invention,\\nexperience, thought, learning, imagi-\\nnation, all contribute like rivers to\\nswell the seas of sense\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nAugust 23 d.\\nWhat royal robe so invests with im-\\nperial majesty the form of man as the\\ngrave sense of power responsible, in an\\nearnest soul\\nHarold.\\nAugust ^Jpth.\\nIt is the Senior, of from two to ten\\nyears, that most seduces and enthrals\\nus. He has the same pursuits views,\\nobjects, pleasures, but more art and\\nexperience in them all. He goes with\\nus in the path we are ordained to", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "174 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ntread, but from which the elder gener-\\nation desires to warn us off. There is\\nvery little influence where there is not\\ngreat sympathy.\\nErnest Maltr avers.\\nAugust 25th.\\nWho shall describe those awful and\\nmysterious moments, when man, with\\nall his fiery passions, turbulent\\nthoughts, wild hopes, and despondent\\nfears, demands the solitary audience\\nof his Maker\\nBienzi,\\nAugust 26th.\\nWhen Fate selects her human\\nagents, her dark and mysterious spirit\\nis at work within them she moulds\\ntheir hearts, she exalts their energies,\\nshe shapes them to the part she has", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 175\\nallotted them, and renders the mortal\\ninstrument worthy of the solemn end.\\nEugene Aram.\\nAugust 27th.\\nWe should begin life with books;\\nthey multiply the sources of employ-\\nment so does capital but capital is\\nof no use, unless we live on the inter-\\nest, books are waste paper, unless we\\nspend in action the wisdom we get\\nfrom thought.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nAugust 28th.\\nAll that wakes curiosity is wisdom,\\nif innocent all that pleases the fancy\\nnow, turns hereafter to love or to\\nknowledge.\\nThe Caxtona.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "176 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nAugust Wth.\\nMne times out of ten it is over the\\nBridge of Sighs that we pass the nar-\\nrow gulf from Youth to Manhood.\\nThat interval is usually occupied by\\nan ill-placed or disappointed affection.\\nWe recover, and we find ourselves a\\nnew being. The intellect has become\\nhardened by the fire through which\\nit has passed. The mind profits by the\\nwrecks of every passion, and we may\\nmeasure our road to wisdom by the\\nsorrows we have undergone.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nAugust 30th.\\nAs the moon plays upon the waves,\\nand seems to our eyes to favor with a\\npeculiar beam one long track amidst\\nthe waters, leaving the rest in com-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "FliOM BULWEB LYTTON. 177\\nparative obscurity yet all the while,\\nshe is no niggard in her lustre\u00e2\u0080\u0094 for\\nthough the rays that meet not our\\neyes seem to us as though they were\\nnot, yet she with an equal and unf avor-\\ning loveliness, mirrors herself on every\\nwave: even so, perhaps. Happiness falls\\nwith the same brightness and power\\nover the whole expanse of life, though\\nto our limited eyes she seems only to\\nrest on those billows from which the\\nray is reflected back upon our sight.\\nEugene Aram.\\nAugust 31st.\\nFor few, alas! are they, whose\\nnames may outlive the grave but the\\nthoughts of every man who writes, are\\nmade undying others appropriate,\\nadvance, exalt them and millions of", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "178 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nminds unknown, uiulri^anied of, are re-\\nquired to pi-oduco the immortality of\\none I\\nEienzi.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "SEr^TEMBER.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "September 1st.\\nI WAS always an early riser.\\nHappy the man who is! Every\\nmorning day comes to him with a\\nvirgin s love, full of bloom, and\\npurity, and freshness. The youth of\\nITature is contagious, like the gladness\\nof a happy child. I doubt if any man\\ncan be called old so long as he is an\\nearly riser and an early walker. And,\\noh Youth take my word of it youth\\nin dressing-gown and slippers, dawd-\\nling over breakfast at noon, is a very\\ndecrepit, ghastly image of that youth\\nwhich sees the sun blush over the\\nmountains, and the dews sparkle upon\\nblossoming hedgerows.\\nTAe Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "182 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nSepteTriber 2d.\\nCustom surely blunts us to every\\nchance, every danger, that may happen\\nto us hourly, were the avalanche over\\nyou for a day, I grant your state of\\ntorture, but had an avalanche rested\\nover you for years, and not yet fallen,\\nyou would forget that it could ever\\nfall; you would eat, sleep, and make\\nlove, as if it were not\\nEugene Aram.\\nSeptember 3d.\\nThe biographies of Authors, those\\nghostlike beings who seem to have had\\nno life but in the shadow of their own\\nhaunting and imperishable thoughts,\\ndimmed the inspiration he might have\\ncaught from their pages. Those Slaves\\nof the Lamp, those Silk-worms of the", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 183\\nCloset, how little had they enjoyed,\\nhow little had they lived Condemned\\nto a mysterious fate by the wholesale\\ndestinies of the world, they seemed\\nborn but to toil and to spin thoughts\\nfor the common crowd and, their\\ntask performed in drudgery and in\\ndarkness, to die when no further serv-\\nice could be wrung from their exhaus-\\ntion, l^ames had they been in life,\\nand as names they lived forever, in\\nlife as in death, airy and unsubstantial\\nphantoms.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nSeptember J^th.\\nThere is something, Lester, hum-\\nbling to human pride in a rustic s life.\\nIt grates against the heart to think of\\nthe tone in which we unconsciously", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "184 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\npermit ourselves to address him. We\\nsee in him humanity in its simple\\ngtate it is a sad thought to feel that\\nwe despise it that all we respect in\\nour species is what has been created\\nby art the gaud}^ dress, the glittering\\nequipage, or even the cultivated intel-\\nlect the mere and naked material of\\nNature we eye with indifference or\\ntrample on with disdain.\\nEugene Aram.\\nSe-ptemher 6th.\\nPoor child of toil, from the grey\\ndawn to the setting sun, one long\\ntask! no idea elicited no thought\\nawakened beyond those that suffice to\\nmake him the machine of others the\\nserf of the hard soil And then, too,\\nmark how we scowl upon his scanty", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 185\\nholidays, how we hedge in his mirth\\nwith laws, and turn his hilarity into\\ncrime We make the whole of the\\ngay world, wherein we walk and take\\nour pleasure, to him a place of snares\\nand perils. If he leave his labor for\\nan instant, in that instant how many\\ntemptations spring up to him And\\nyet we have no mercy for his errors\\nthe jail the transport-ship the gal-\\nlows those are our sole lecture-books,\\nand our only methods of expostulation.\\nEugene Aram.\\nSeptember 6th.\\nFie on the disparities of the world\\nThey cripple the heart, they blind the\\nsense, they concentrate the thousand\\nlinks between man and man into the\\ntwo basest of earthly ties servility", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "186 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand pride. Methinks the devils laugh\\nout when they hear us tell the boor\\nthat his soul is as glorious and eternal\\nas our own; and yet when in the\\ngrinding drudgery of his life, not a\\nspark of that soul can be called forth\\nwhen it sleeps, walled around in its\\nlumpish clay, from the cradle to the\\ngrave, without a dream to stir the\\ndeadness of its torpor.\\nEugene Aram.\\nSeptember 7th.\\nAction, Maltravers, action; that is\\nthe life for us. At our age we have\\npassion, fancy, sentiment; we can t\\nread them away, nor scribble them\\naway we must live upon them gener-\\nously, but economically.\\nErnest Maltravers.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 187\\nSeptember 8th,\\nWhen one man is resolved to know\\nanother, it is almost impossible to pre-\\nvent him we see daily the most re-\\nmarkable instances of perseverance on\\none side conquering distaste on the\\nother.\\nSeptember 9th.\\nNo I don t say that it is an inevi-\\ntable law that man should not be\\nhappy but it is an inevitable law that\\na man, in spite of himself, should live\\nfor something higher than his own\\nhappiness. He cannot live in himself\\nor for himself, however egotistical he\\nmay try to be. Every desire he has\\nlinks him with others. Man is not a\\nmachine he is a part of one.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "188 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nSeptember 10th.\\nThree things are ever silent:\\nThought, Destiny, and the Grave.\\nHarold,\\nSeptember 11th.\\nWe are here but as schoolboys,\\nwhose life begins where school ends\\nand the battles we fought with our\\nrivals, and the toys that we shared\\nwith our playmates, and the names\\nthat we carved, high or low, on the\\nwall, above our desks will they so\\nmuch bestead us hereafter? As new\\nfates crowd upon us, can they more\\nthan pass through the memory with a\\nsmile or a sigh? Look back to thy\\nschool-days, and answer.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 189\\nSeptember l^tli.\\nA vulgar boy requires Heaven\\nknows what assiduity to move three\\nsteps I do not say like a gentleman,\\nbut like a body that has a soul in it\\nbut give the least advantage of society\\nor tuition to a peasant girl, and a hun-\\ndred to one but she will glide into re-\\nfinement before the boy can make a\\nbow without upsetting the table.\\nErnest Maltravera.\\n/September ISth.\\nO literal ratiocinator, and dull to the\\ntrue logic of Attic irony can t you\\ncomprehend that an affection may be\\ngenuine as felt by the man, yet its\\nnature be spurious in relation to\\nothers A man may genuinely be-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "190 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nlieve he loves his fellow-creatures,\\nwhen he roasts them like Torquemada,\\nor guillotines them like St. Just\\nThe Caxtons.\\nSeptember l^th.\\nEvery cheek was flushed every\\ntongue spoke: the animation of the\\norator had passed, like a living spirit,\\ninto the breasts of the audience. He\\nhad thundered against the disorders of\\nthe patricians, yet, by a word, he had\\ndisarmed the anger of the plebeians\\nhe had preached freedom, yet he had\\nopposed license. lie had calmed the\\npresent, by a promise of the future.\\nHe had chid their quarrels, yet had\\nsupported their cause. He had mas-\\ntered the revenge of to-day by a sol-\\nemn assurance that there should come", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTOK 191\\njustice for the morrow. So great may\\nbe the power, so mighty the eloquence,\\nso formidable the genius, of one man\\nwithout arms, without rank, without\\nsword or ermine, who addresses him-\\nself to a people that is oppressed\\nliienzi.\\nSeptember ISth.\\nAll great knavery is madness The\\nworld could not get on if truth and\\ngoodness were not the natural tenden-\\ncies of sane minds.\\n27ie Caxtons.\\nSeptember 16th.\\nOh, my dear brother, what minds\\nlike yours should guard against the\\nmost is not the meanness of evil it is\\nthe evil that takes false nobility, by", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "192 BEAUTIFUL TJff OUGHTS\\ngarbing itself in the royal magnifi-\\ncence of good.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nSeptemher 17th.\\nThe great secret of eloquence, is to\\nbe in earnest the great secret of\\nKienzi s eloquence was in the mighti-\\nness of his enthusiasm. He never\\nspoke as one who doubted of success.\\nPerhaps, like most men who undertake\\nhigh and great actions, he himself was\\nnever thoroughly aware of the ob-\\nstacles in his way. He saw the end,\\nbright and clear, and overleaped, in\\nthe vision of his soul, the crosses and\\nthe length of the path thus the deep\\nconvictions of his own mind stamped\\nthemselves irresistibly upon others.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 193\\nHe seemed less to promise than to\\nprophesy.\\nBienzi,\\nSeptember 18th.\\nIn our estimate of the ills of life, we\\nnever suificiently take into our consid-\\neration the wonderful elasticity of our\\nmoral frame, the unlooked for, the\\nstartling facility with which the hu-\\nman mind accommodates itself to all\\nchange of circumstance, making an ob-\\nject and even a joy from the hardest\\nand seemingly the least redeemed con-\\nditions of fate.\\nEugene Aram.\\nSeptember 19th.\\nLet any man look over his past life,\\nlet him recall not moments, not hours\\nof agony, for to them Custom lends", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "194 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nnot her blessed magic; but let him\\nsingle out some lengthened period of\\nphysical or moral endurance in has-\\ntily reverting to it, it may seem at\\nfirst, I grant, altogether wretched a\\nseries of days marked with the black\\nstone, the clouds without a star;\\nbut let him look more closely, it was\\nnot so during the time of suffering a\\nthousand little things, in the bustle of\\nlife, dormant and unheeded, then\\nstarted forth into notice, and became\\nto him objects of interest or diversion\\nthe dreary present, once made familiar,\\nglided away from him, not less than if\\nit had been all happiness; his mind\\ndwelt not on the dull intervals, but\\nthe stepping-stone it had created and\\nplaced at each and, by that moral", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 195\\ndreaming which forever goes on within\\nman s secret heart, he lived as little in\\nthe immediate world before him, as in\\nthe most sanguine period of his youth,\\nor the most scheming of his maturity.\\nEugene Aram.\\nSeptemher Wth.\\nGood sense, said he one day to\\nMaltravers, is not a merely intellec-\\ntual attribute. It is rather the result\\nof a just equilibrium of all our facul-\\nties, spiritual and moral. The dishon-\\nest, or the toys of their own passions,\\nmay have genius but they rarely, if\\never, have good sense in the conduct\\nof life. They may often win large\\nprizes, but it is by a game of chance,\\nnot skill. But the man whom I per-\\nceive walking an honorable and up-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "196 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nright career just to others, and also\\nto himself (for we owe justice to our-\\nselves to the care of our fortunes, our\\ncharacter to the management of our\\npassions) is a more dignified repre-\\nsentative of his Maker than the mere\\nchild of genius.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\njSeptemher 21st.\\nOf such a man, we say, he has good\\nSENSE yes, but he has also integrity,\\nself-respect, and self-denial. A thou-\\nsand trials which his sense braves and\\nconquers, are temptations also to his\\nprobity his temper in a word, to all\\nthe many sides of his complicated na-\\nture. ]^ow, I do not think he will\\nhave this good se7ise any more than a\\ndrunkard will have strong nerves, un-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 197\\nless he be in the constant habit of\\nkeeping his mind clear from the intox-\\nication of envy, vanity, and the various\\nemotions that dupe and mislead us.\\nGood sense is not, therefore, an ab-\\nstract quality or a solitary talent but\\nit is the natural result of the habit of\\nthinking justly, and therefore seeing\\nclearly, and is as different from the\\nsagacity that belongs to a diplomatist\\nor attorney, as the philosophy of Soc-\\nrates differed from the rhetoric of\\nGorgias. As a mass of individual ex-\\ncellencies make up this attribute in a\\nman, so a mass of such men thus char-\\nacterized give a character to a nation.\\nErnest Maltravera.\\njSeptemher 22d.\\nAnd out from all these speculations,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "198 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nto which I do such hurried and scanty\\njustice, he drew the blessed truth, that\\ncarries hope to the land of the Caffre,\\nthe hut of the Bushman that there is\\nnothing in the flattened skull and the\\nebon aspect that rejects God s law\\nimprovement that by the same prin-\\nciple which raises the dog, the lowest\\nof animals in its savage state, to the\\nhighest after man viz, admixture of\\nrace you can elevate into nations of\\nmajesty and power the outcasts of hu-\\nmanity, now your compassion or your\\nscorn.\\nThe Caxtona.\\n/Septemher 23d.\\nThe worst fatigue is that which\\ncomes without exercise.\\nErnest Maliravers.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 199\\nBejptember ^Iith.\\nBut he who admits Ambition to the\\ncompanionship of Love, admits a giant\\nthat outstrides the gentler footsteps of\\nits comrade.\\nHarold.\\nSejptembeT ^5th.\\nForget said Aram, stopping ab-\\nruptly; ay, forget it is a strange\\ntruth we do forget the summer\\npasses over the furrow, and the corn\\nsprings up the sod forgets the flower\\nof the past year; the battlefield for-\\ngets the blood that has been spilt upon\\nits turf the sky forgets the storm\\nand the water the noonday sun that\\nslept upon its bosom. All ISTature\\npreaches forgetfulness. Its very order\\nis the progress of oblivion.\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "200 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nSeptember 26th.\\nHe who never despairs seldom com-\\npletely fails.\\nKenelm Chillingly.\\nSeptember 27th.\\nDo you ever see a man in any soci-\\nety sitting mute for hours, and not\\nfeel an uneasy curiosity to penetrate\\nthe wall he thus builds up between\\nothers and himself Does he not in-\\nterest you far more than the brilliant\\ntalker at your left the airy wit at\\nyour right, whose shafts fall in vain\\non the sullen barrier of the silent\\nman Silence, dark sister of Nox and\\nErebus, how, layer upon layer, shadow\\nupon shadow, blackness upon black-\\nness, thou stretchest thyself from hell", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 201\\nto heaven, over thy two chosen haunts\\n\u00e2\u0080\u0094man s heart and the grave\\nThe Caxtons.\\nSeptemher 28th.\\nAh! do not fancy that in lovers\\nquarrels there is any sweetness that\\ncompensates the sting.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nSeptemler 29th.\\nGod made us, not to indulge only in\\ncrystal pictures, weave idle fancies,\\npine alone, and mourn over what we\\ncannot help\u00e2\u0080\u0094 but to be alert and ac-\\ntive givers of happiness.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nSeptem.her 20th.\\nThe pen is mightier than the sword.\\nRichelieu,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "OCTOBER.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "October 1st,\\nTheee is something so unselfish in\\ntempers reluctant to despond. You\\nsee that such persons are not occupied\\nwith their own existence they are not\\nfretting the calm of the present life\\nwith the egotisms of care, and con-\\njecture, and calculation if they learn\\nanxiety, it is for another but in the\\nheart of that other, how entire is their\\ntrust\\nEugene Aram.\\nOctober M.\\nLess terrible is it to find the body\\nwasted, the features sharp with the\\ngreat life-struggle, than to look on the\\nface from which the mind is gone\u00e2\u0080\u0094", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "206 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthe eyes in which there is no recogni-\\ntion. Such a sight is a startling shock\\nto that unconscious habitual material-\\nism with which we are apt familiarly\\nto regard those we love for in thus\\nmissing the mind, the heart, the affec-\\ntion that sprang to ours, we are sud-\\ndenly made aware that it was the\\nsomething within the form, and not\\nthe form itself, that was so dear to us.\\nThe form itself is still, perhaps, little\\naltered but that lip which smiles no\\nwelcome, that eye which wanders over\\nus as strangers, that ear which distin-\\nguishes no more our voices the friend\\nwe sought is not there Even our\\nown love is chilled back grows a kind\\nof vague superstitious terror. Yes, it\\nwas not the matter, still present to us.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 207\\nwhich had conciliated all those subtle\\nnameless sentiments which are classed\\nand fused in the word affection^ it\\nwas the airy, intangible, electric some-\\nthing^ the absence of which now ap-\\npals us.\\nTlie Caxtons.\\nOctober 3d.\\nThe influence of fate seems so small\\non the man who, in erring, but errs as\\nthe egoist, and shapes out of ill some\\nuse that can profit himself. But Fate\\nhangs a shadow so vast on the heart\\nthat errs but in venturing abroad, and\\nknows only in others the sources of\\nsorrow and joy.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nOctober liili.\\nShame is not in the loss of other", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "208 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nmen s esteem, it is in the loss of our\\nown.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nOctober 5th.\\nIn the pure heart of a girl loving for\\nthe first time love is far more ecstatic\\nthan in man, inasmuch as it is un-\\nfevered by desire love then and there\\nmakes the only state of human exist-\\nence which is at once capable of calm-\\nness and transport.\\nEugene Aram.\\nOctober 6th.\\nThings seem to approximate to God\\nin proportion to their vitality and\\nmovement. Of all things, least inert\\nand sullen should be the soul of man.\\nHow the grass grows up over the very", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 209\\ngraves quickly it grows and greenly\\nbut neither so quick nor so green,\\nmy Blanche, as hope and comfort from\\nhuman sorrows.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nOctober 7th.\\nIt is in small states that glory is\\nmost active and pure, the more con-\\nfined the limits of the circle, the more\\nardent the patriotism. In small states,\\nopinion is concentrated and strong,\\nevery eye reads your actions your\\npublic motives are blended with your\\nprivate ties, every spot in your nar-\\nrow sphere is crowded with forms\\nfamiliar since your childhood, the\\napplause of your citizens is like the\\ncaresses of your friends.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "210 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nOctober 8th.\\nThe haughty woman who can stand\\nalone and requires no leaning-place in\\nour heart, loses the spell of her sex.\\nErnest MaUravers.\\nOctober 9th.\\nGenius is essentially honest.\\nErnest MaUravers,\\nOctober 10th.\\nFor, despite Helvetius, a common\\nexperience teaches us that though\\neducation and circumstances may\\nmould the mass, Nature herself some-\\ntimes forms the individual, and throws\\ninto the clay, or its spirit, so much of\\nbeauty or deformity, that nothing can\\nutterly subdue the original elements of\\ncharacter.\\nErnest MaUravers,", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 211\\nOctober 11th.\\nNo son of fortune, no man placing\\nhimself and the world in antagonism,\\ncan ever escape from some belief in the\\ninvisible. Caesar could ridicule and\\nprofane the mystic rights of Koman\\nmythology, but he must still believe in\\n\\\\A^ fortune.\\nHarold.\\nOctoler 12th. Discovery of America.\\nThou beautiful land Canaan of\\nthe exiles, and Ararat to many a shat-\\ntered Ark Fair cradle of a race for\\nwhom the unbounded heritage of a\\nfuture, that no sage can conjecture, no\\nprophet divine, lies afar in the golden\\npromise-light of Time destined, per-\\nchance, from the sins and sorrows of a\\ncivilization struggling with its own", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "212 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nelements of decay, to renew the youth\\nof the world, and transmit the great\\nsoul of England through the cycles of\\nInfinite Change. All climates that\\ncan best ripen the products of earth,\\nor form into various character and\\ntemper the different families of man,\\nrain influences from the heaven\\nthat smiles so benignly on those who\\nhad once shrunk ragged from the wind,\\nor scowled on the thankless sun.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nOctober 13th.\\nI do think it requires a great sense\\nof religion, or, at all events, children\\nof one s own, in whom one is young\\nagain, to reconcile oneself to becom-\\ning old.\\nThe Caxtons.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 213\\nOctober Hth.\\nHarold s Prayer hefore the Battle of\\nHastings, Fought on Octoler Hth,\\n1066\\nO Lord of Hosts\u00e2\u0080\u0094 We Children of\\nDoubt and Time, trembling in the\\ndark, dare not take to ourselves to\\nquestion Thine unerring will. Sorrow\\nand death, as joy and life, are at the\\nbreath of a mercy divine, and a wis-\\ndom all-seeing and out of the hours\\nof evil Thou drawest, in mystic circle,\\nthe eternity of Good. Thy will be\\ndone on earth, as it is in heaven. If,\\nO Disposer of events, our human\\nprayers are not adverse to Thy pre-\\njudged decrees, protect these lives, the\\nbulwarks of our homes and altars, sons\\nwhom the land offers as a sacrifice.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "214 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nMay Thine angel turn aside the blade\\nas of old from the heart of Isaac\\nBut if, O Kuler of E ations, in whose\\nsight the ages are as moments, and\\ngenerations but as sands in the sea,\\nthese lives are doomed, may the death\\nexpiate their sins, and, shrived on the\\nbattlefield, absolve and receive the\\nsoul!\\nHarold.\\nOctober 15th.\\nCome, I will tell you the one secret\\nof my public life that which explains\\nall its failure (for, in spite of my posi-\\ntion, I have failed) and its regrets\\nwant conviction\\nTlie Caxions.\\nOctober 16th. Heaven.\\nThere, thought the musing", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0222.jp2"}, "223": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 215\\nmaiden, cruelty and strife shall\\ncease there, vanish the harsh dif-\\nferences of life there, those whom\\nwe have loved and lost are found, and\\nthrough the Son, who tasted of mortal\\nsorrow, we are raised to the home of\\nthe Eternal Father\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nOctoher mh.\u00e2\u0080\u0094The Same.\\nAnd there, thought the aspiring\\nsage, the mind, dungeoned and\\nchained below, rushes free into the\\nrealms of space there, from every\\nmystery falls the veil there, the\\nOmniscient smiles on those who,\\nthrough the darkness of life, have fed\\nthat lamp the soul there. Thought,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0223.jp2"}, "224": {"fulltext": "216 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nbut the seed on earth, bursts into the\\nflower, and ripens to the fruit\\nThe Last of the Barom.\\nOctober ISth.\\nLife is a sleep in which we dream\\nmost at the commencement and the\\nclose the middle part absorbs us too\\nmuch for dreams.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nOctober 19th.\\nPerhaps I would rather dream of\\nhim, such as I would have him, than\\nknow him for what he is. He might\\nbe unkind, or ungenerous, or love me\\nbut little rather Avould I not be loved\\nat all, than loved coldly, and eat away\\nmy heart by comparing it with his. I\\ncan love him now as something ab-\\nstract, unreal, and divine but what", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0224.jp2"}, "225": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWER LYTTON. 217\\nwould be my shame, my grief, if I\\nwere to find him less than I have im-\\nagined Then, indeed, my life would\\nhave been wasted then, indeed, the\\nbeauty of the earth would be gone\\nBienzi,\\nOctober Wth.\\nSoldiers brave not the dangers that\\nare braved by a wise man in an un-\\nwise age\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nOctober 2 1st.\\nHow incalculable how measureless\\nhow viewless the consequences of one\\ncrime, even when we think we have\\nweighed them all with scales that\\nwould have turned with a hair s\\nweight\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0225.jp2"}, "226": {"fulltext": "218 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nOctober\\nDe-fine-gentlemanize yourself from\\nthe crown of your head to the sole of\\nyour foot, and become the greatest\\naristocrat for so doing for he is more\\nthan an aristocrat, he is a king, who\\nsuffices in all things for himself who\\nis his own master, because he wants no\\nvaletaille.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nOetoher 23d.\\nStop there, Mr. Simcox. Never mind\\nthe devil yet awhile. Let her first\\nlearn to do good, that God may love\\nher; the rest will follow. I would\\nrather make people religious through\\ntheir best feelings than their worst,\\nthrough their gratitude and affections,", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0226.jp2"}, "227": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 219\\nrather than their fears and calcula-\\ntions of risk and punishment.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nOctober ^th.\\nIt is the persons we love that make\\nbeautiful the haunts we have known.\\nHarold,\\nOctober 26th.\\nA man who gets in a passion with\\nhimself may be soon out of temper\\nwith others.\\nEugene Aram.\\nOctober 26th.\\nThe brave man wants no charms to\\nencourage him to his duty, and the\\ngood man scorns all warnings that\\nwould deter him from fulfilling it.\\nHarold.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0227.jp2"}, "228": {"fulltext": "220 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nOctober mth.\\nThere is nothing more salutary to\\nactive men than occasional intervals\\nof repose, when we look within, in-\\nstead of without, and examine almost\\ninsensibly (for I hold strict and con-\\nscious self-scrutiny a thing much rarer\\nthan we suspect) what we have done\\nwhat we are capable of doing. It\\nis settling, as it were, a debtor and\\ncreditor account with the Past, before\\nwe plunge into new speculations.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nOctober 28th.\\nIt is better to sow a good heart\\nwith kindness than a field with corn,\\nfor the heart s harvest is perpetual.\\nEugene Aram,", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0228.jp2"}, "229": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 221\\nOctober 29th.\\nWe are apt to connect the voice of\\nConscience with the stillness of mid-\\nnight. But I think we wrong that\\ninnocent hour. It is that terrible\\nNEXT MORNING, when reason is\\nwide awake, upon which remorse\\nfastens its fangs. Has a man gambled\\naway his all, or shot his friend in a\\nduel has he committed a crime, or\\nincurred a laugh it is the next morn-\\ning, when the irretrievable past rises\\nbefore him like a spectre then doth\\nthe churchyard of memory yield up\\nits grizzly dead then is the witching\\nhour when the foul fiend within us\\ncan least tempt perhaps, but most tor-\\nment.\\nErnest Maltravers.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0229.jp2"}, "230": {"fulltext": "222 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nOctober 30th.\\nThe doubt and the fear the caprice\\nand the change, which agitate the sur-\\nface, swell also the tides, of passion.\\nWoman, too, whose love is so much\\nthe creature of her imagination, al-\\nways asks something of mystery and\\nconjecture in the object of her af-\\nfection. It is a luxury to her to per-\\nplex herself with a thousand appre-\\nhensions and the more restlessly her\\nlover occupies her mind, the more\\ndeeply he enthrals it.\\nEugene Aram.\\nOctober 31st.\\nBy St. Dunstan doth it matter\\nwhat may be the cause of quarrel.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0230.jp2"}, "231": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON. 223\\nSO long as dog or man bears himself\\nbravely, with a due sense of honor and\\nderring-do.\\nThe Last of the Barons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0231.jp2"}, "232": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0232.jp2"}, "233": {"fulltext": "NOVEMBER.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0233.jp2"}, "234": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0234.jp2"}, "235": {"fulltext": "I^ovemher 1st.\\nMe Is it possible to ruin the\\nyoung, and strong, and healthy\\nKuin me, with these thews and sinews\\nruin me, with the education you have\\ngiven me thews and sinews of the\\nmind! Oh no! there, Fortune is\\nharmless I\\nThe Caxtons.\\nNovemher 2d.\\nWhat deduction from reason can\\never apply to love Love is a very\\ncontradiction of all the elements of\\nour ordinary nature, it makes the\\nproud man meek, the cheerful, sad,\\nthe high-spirited, tame our strong-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0235.jp2"}, "236": {"fulltext": "228 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nest resolutions, our hardiest energy-\\nfail before it.\\nEugene Aram.\\nISl ovem ber 3d.\\nContinue to cultivate the mind, to\\nsharpen by exercise the genius, to at-\\ntempt to delight or to instruct your\\nrace and even supposing you fall\\nshort of every model you set before\\nyou supposing your name moulder\\nwith your dust, still you will have\\npassed life more nobly than the unla-\\nborious herd. Grant that you win not\\nthat glorious accident, **a name be-\\nlow, how can you tell but what you\\nmay have fitted yourself for high des-\\ntiny and employ in the world not of\\nmen, but of spirits The powers of\\nthe mind are things that cannot be", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0236.jp2"}, "237": {"fulltext": "FE03f BULWEB LYTTON. 229\\nless immortal than the mere sense of\\nidentity their acquisitions accompany\\nus through the Eternal Progress and\\nwe may obtain a lower or a higher\\ngrade hereafter, in proportion as we\\nare more or less fitted by the exercise\\nof our intellect to comprehend and ex-\\necute the solemn agencies of God.\\nErnest 3IaUraver8,\\nJVoveviher 4th.\\nA king without letters is a crowned\\nass When the king is an ass, asinine\\nare his subjects. Learn that a full\\nhead makes a weighty hand.\\nHarold,\\nNovemher 6th.\\nHappiness will not permit us to be\\nmirthful.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0237.jp2"}, "238": {"fulltext": "230 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nNovember 6th.\\nIt is destiny phrase of the weak\\nhuman heart It is destiny dark\\napology for every error The strong\\nand the virtuous admit no destiny!\\nOn earth, guides Conscience in heaven\\nwatches God. And Destiny is but\\nthe phantom we invoke to silence the\\none to dethrone the other\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nNovember 7th,\\nGiacomo, said Angelo, thought-\\nfully, there are some men whom we,\\nof another mind and mould, can rarely\\ncomprehend, and never fathom. And\\nof such men I have observed that a\\nsupreme confidence in their own for-\\ntunes or their own souls, is the most\\ncommon feature. Thus impressed, and", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0238.jp2"}, "239": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 231\\nthus buoyed, they rush into danger\\nwith a seeming madness, and from dan-\\nger soar to greatness, or sink to death.\\nBienzi.\\nNovember 8th.\\nThe only gold a young man should\\ncovet is enough to suffice for the\\nknight s spurs to his heels.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nNovember 9th.\\nMen are often deceived, said she\\nsadly, yet with a half smile but\\nwomen rarely, save in love.\\nBienzi.\\nNovember 10th.\\nWhoever is above the herd, whether\\nknight or scholar, must learn to de-\\nspise the hootings that follow Merit.\\nThe Last of the Barons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0239.jp2"}, "240": {"fulltext": "232 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nNovemher 11th.\\nGod and His angels are in every\\nspot where virtue trembles and resists.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nNoveiiiber l^th.\\nIt is a dark epoch in a man s life\\nwhen sleep forsakes him; when he\\ntosses to and fro, and Thought will\\nnot be silenced; when the drug and\\ndraught are the courters of stupefac-\\ntion, not sleep when the down pillow\\nis as a knotted log when the eyelids\\nclose but with an effort, and there is a\\ndrag and a weight, and a dizziness in\\nthe eyes at morn.\\nEugene Aram.\\nNovemher 13th.\\nDesire and grief, and love, these are\\nthe young man s torments, but iliQj", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0240.jp2"}, "241": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 233\\nare the creatures of Time; Time re-\\nmoves them as it brings, and the vigils\\nwe keep, while the evil days come\\nnot, if weary, are brief and few. But\\nMemory, and Care and Ambition, and\\nAvarice, these are the demon-gods that\\ndefy the Time that fathered them.\\nEugene Aram.\\nNovemher IJfth.\\nThe worldlier passions are the\\ngrowth of mature years, and their\\ngrave is dug but in our own. As the\\ndark Spirits in the northern tale, that\\nwatch against the coming of one of a\\nbrighter and holier race, lest, if he\\nseize them unawares, he bind them\\nprisoners in his chain, they keep ward\\nat night over the entrance of that deep", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0241.jp2"}, "242": {"fulltext": "234 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ncave the human heart and scare\\naway the angel Sleep\\nEugene Aram.\\nNovember 15th.\\nAmidst the grief and solitude of the\\npure, there comes, at times, a strange\\nand rapt serenity a sleep-awake\\nover which the instinct of life beyond\\nthe grave glides like a noiseless dream\\nand ever that heaven that the soul\\nyearns for is colored by the fancies of\\nthe fond human heart, each fashion-\\ning the above from the desires unsatis-\\nfied below.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJVovemher 16th.\\nBetter task than that of astrologers,\\nand astronomers to boot Who among", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0242.jp2"}, "243": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 235\\nthem can loosen the band of Orion\\nbut who amongst us may not be per-\\nmitted by God to have sway over the\\naction and orbit of the human soul\\nThe Caxtons.\\nNovember 17th.\\nIn a dominant church the genius of\\nintolerance hetrays its cause; in a\\nweak and a persecuted church, the\\nsame genius mainly supports.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nNovember 18th.\\nTerrible and eternal moral for Wis-\\ndom and for Avarice, for sages and for\\nkings ever shall he who would be the\\nmaker of gold, breathe the air of\\ndeath\\nThe Last of the Barons.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0243.jp2"}, "244": {"fulltext": "236 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nNoveTnher 19th.\\nThe Night and the Solitude these\\nmake the ladder round which angels\\ncluster, and beneath which my spirit\\ncan dream of God. Oh none can\\nknow what the pilgrim feels as he\\nwalks on his holy course nursing no\\nfear, and dreading no danger for God\\nis with him He hears the winds\\nmurmur glad tidings the woods sleep\\nin the shadow of Almighty wings the\\nstars are the Scriptures of Heaven, the\\ntokens of love, and the witnesses of\\nimmortality. J^ight is the Pilgrim s\\nday.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nNovember Wth.\\nBehold the kingdom a man makes\\nout of his own mind is the only one", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0244.jp2"}, "245": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 237\\nthat it delighteth man to govern Be-\\nhold, he is lord over its springs and\\nmovements its wheels revolve and\\nstop at his bidding.\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nJSTovemher 21st.\\nFreedom alone makes men sacrifice\\nto each other.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nNovemher 2 2d.\\nBut while a nation has already a\\nfair degree of constitutional freedom,\\nI believe no struggle so perilous and\\nawful as that between the aristocratic\\nand the democratic principle. A peo-\\nple against a despot that contest re-\\nquires no prophet but the change from\\nan aristocratic to a democratic com-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0245.jp2"}, "246": {"fulltext": "238 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nmonwealth is indeed the wide, un-\\nbounded prospect upon which rest\\nshadows, clouds, and darkness.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nNovemheT ^Sd.\\nIt is ever the case with stern and\\nstormy spirits, that the meek ones\\nwhich contrast them steal strangely\\ninto their affections. This principle of\\nhuman nature can alone account for\\nthe enthusiastic devotion which the\\nmild sujfferings of the Saviour awoke\\nin the fiercest exterminators of the\\nNorth. In proportion, often, to the\\nwarrior s ferocity, was his love to that\\nDivine model, at whose sufferings he\\nwept, to whose tomb he wandered\\nbarefoot, and whose example of com-\\npassionate forgiveness he would have", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0246.jp2"}, "247": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEB LYTTON. 239\\nthought himself the basest of men to\\nfollow I\\nHarold,\\nNovember ^^th.\\nCharm was the characteristic of\\nLady EUinor a charm indefinable.\\nIt was not the mere grace of refined\\nbreeding, though that went a great\\nway it was a charm that seemed to\\nspring from natural sympathy. Whom-\\nsoever she addressed, that person ap-\\npeared for the moment to engage all\\nher attention, to interest her whole\\nmind. She had a gift of conversation\\nvery peculiar. She made what she\\nsaid like a continuation of what was\\nsaid to her. She seemed as if she had\\nentered into your thoughts, and talked\\nthem aloud. Her mind was evidently", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0247.jp2"}, "248": {"fulltext": "240 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\ncultivated with great care, but she was\\nperfectly void of pedantry. A hint,\\nan allusion sufficed to show how much\\nshe knew to one well instructed, with-\\nout mortifying or perplexing the ig-\\nnorant.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nNovember ^5th.\\nThe law is very obliging, but more\\npolite than efficient.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii,\\nNovember 26th.\\nAmbition, like any other passion,\\ngives us unhappy moments but it gives\\nus also an animated life. In its pur-\\nsuit, the minor evils of the world are\\nnot felt little crosses, little vexations\\ndo not disturb us. Like men who walk\\nin sleep, we are absorbed in one pow-", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0248.jp2"}, "249": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWEB LYTTON. 241\\nerful dream, and do not even know the\\nobstacles in our way, or the dangers\\nthat surround us in a word we have\\nno private life. All that is merely\\ndomestic, the anxiety and the loss\\nwhich fret other men, which blight the\\nhappiness of other men, are not felt by\\nus we are wholly public so that if\\nwe lose much comfort, we escape much\\ncare.\\nEugene Aram.\\nI^ovemher 27tli.\\nFrom this record of error he drew\\nforth the grand eras of truth. He\\nshowed how earnest men never think\\nin vain, though their thoughts may be\\nerrors. He proved how, in vast cycles,\\nage after age, the human mind marches\\non like the ocean, receding here, but", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0249.jp2"}, "250": {"fulltext": "242 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthere advancing how from the specu-\\nlations of the Greeks sprang all true\\nphilosophy how from the institutions\\nof the Koman rose all durable systems\\nof government how from the robust\\nfollies of the north came the glory of\\nchivalry, and the modern delicacies of\\nhonor, and the sweet, harmonizing in-\\nfluences of woman.\\nThe Gaxtons.\\nJ^ominber 28th.\\nTime had been, indeed, at work but,\\nwith the same exulting bound and\\nhappy voice, that little brook leaped\\nalong its way. Ages hence, may the\\ncourse be as glad, and the murmur as\\nfull of mirth They are blessed things,\\nthose remote and unchanging streams\\nthey fill us with the same love as if", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0250.jp2"}, "251": {"fulltext": "FEOM BULWEE LYTTON. 243\\nthey were living creatures and in a\\ngreen corner of the world there is one\\nthat, for my part, I never see without\\nforgetting myself to tears\u00e2\u0080\u0094 tears that\\nI would not lose for a king s ransom\\ntears that no other sight or sound could\\ncall from their source tears of what\\naffection, what soft regret tears that\\nleave me, for days afterward, a better\\nand a kinder man\\nEugene Aram.\\nNommher Wth.\\nI have noted myself in life, that there\\nare objects, senseless as that mould of\\niron, which, if we labor at them, wind\\nround our hearts as if they were flesh\\nand blood. So some men love learn-\\ning, others glory, others power.\\nThe La8t of the Barons,", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0251.jp2"}, "252": {"fulltext": "244 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nJVovemher SOth.\\nBetter hew wood and draw water,\\nthen attach ourselves devotedly to an\\nart in which we have not the capacity\\nto excel. It is to throw away the\\nhealthful objects of life for a diseased\\ndream, worse than the Kosicrucians,\\nit is to make a sacrifice of all human\\nbeauty for the smile of a sylphid, that\\nnever visits us but in visions.\\nErnest Maltravera,", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0252.jp2"}, "253": {"fulltext": "DECEMBER.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0253.jp2"}, "254": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0254.jp2"}, "255": {"fulltext": "December 1st.\\nExamine not, O child of man ex-\\namine not that mysterious melancholy\\nwith the hard eyes of thy reason thou\\ncanst not impale it on the spikes of thy\\nthorny logic, nor describe its enchanted\\ncircle by problems conned from thy\\nschools. Borderer thyself of two\\nworlds the Dead and the Living\\ngive thine ear to the tones, bow thy\\nsoul to the shadows that steal, in the\\nSeason of Change, from the dim Border\\nLand.\\nThe Caxtons.\\nDecemher 2d. Tlie Creed of an An-\\ncient Egyptian.\\nOf that which created the world,\\nwe know, we can know, nothing, save", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0255.jp2"}, "256": {"fulltext": "248 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthese attributes power and unvarying\\nregularity stern, crushing, relentless\\nregularity heeding no individual cases\\nrolling sweeping burning on no\\nmatter what scattered hearts, severed\\nfrom the general mass, fall ground and\\nscorched beneath its wheels.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nDecember 3d.\\nThus, when a great man, who has en-\\ngrossed our thoughts, our conjectures,\\nour homage, dies, a gap seems suddenly\\nleft in the world a wheel in the\\nmechanism of our own being appears\\nabruptly stilled a portion of ourselves,\\nand not our worst portion, for how\\nmany pure, high, generous sentiments\\nit contains, dies with him\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0256.jp2"}, "257": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON, 249\\nDecember Ifth. A Loveless Match.\\nThou dost not love. Bid farewell for-\\never to thy fond dreams of a life more\\nblessed than that of mortals. From\\nthe stormy sea of the future are blotted\\nout eternally for thee Calyph and her\\nGolden Isle. Thou canst no more\\npaint on the dim canvas of thy desires\\nthe form of her with whom thou\\ncouldst dwell forever. Thou hast\\nbeen unfaithful to thine own ideal\\nthou hast given thyself forever and\\nforever to another thou hast re-\\nnounced hope thou must live as in a\\nprison, with a being with whom thou\\nhast not the harmory of love.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nDecember 5th. A Love Match.\\nAttest the betrothal of these young", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0257.jp2"}, "258": {"fulltext": "250 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nhearts, O ye Powers that draw nature\\nto nature by spells which no galdra\\ncan trace, and have wrought in the\\nsecrets of creation no mystery so per-\\nfect as love, Attest it, thou temple,\\nthou altar! attest it, O sun and O\\nair! While the forms are divided,\\nmay the souls cling together sorrow\\nwith sorrow, and joy with joy. And\\nwhen, at length, bride and bridegroom\\nare one, O stars, may the trouble\\nwith which ye are charged have ex-\\nhausted its burthen may no danger\\nmolest, and no malice disturb, but,\\nover the marriage-bed, shine in peace,\\nO ye stars\\nHarold.\\nDecemher 6th.\\nIn that love my spirit awoke, and", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0258.jp2"}, "259": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 251\\nwas baptized every thought that has\\nrisen from earth, and lost itself in\\nheaven, was breathed into my heart by\\nthee! Thy creature and thy slave,\\nhadst thou tempted me to sin, sin had\\nseemed hallowed by thy voice; but\\nthou saidst, True love is virtue, and\\nso I worshipped virtue in loving thee.\\nStrengthened, purified, by thy bright\\ncompanionship, from thee came the\\nstrength to resign thee\u00e2\u0080\u0094 from thee the\\nrefuge under the wings of God from\\nthee the firm assurance that our union\\nyet shall be\u00e2\u0080\u0094 not as our poor Hilda\\ndreams, on the perishable earth,\u00e2\u0080\u0094 but\\nthere! oh, there! yonder by the\\ncelestial altars, in the land in which\\nall spirits are filled with love.\\nHarold.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0259.jp2"}, "260": {"fulltext": "252 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nDecemher 7th.\\nKill my labor and thou destroyest\\nVCLQ\\nThe Last of the Barons.\\nDecember 8th.\\nLook round on Nature behold the\\nonly company that humbles me not\\nexcept the dead whose souls speak to\\nus from the immortality of books.\\nThese herbs at your feet, I know their\\nsecrets I watch the mechanism of\\ntheir life the winds they have taught\\nme their language the stars I have\\nunravelled their mysteries and these,\\nthe creatures and ministers of God\\nthese I offend not by my mood to\\nthem I utter my thoughts, and break\\nforth into my dreams, without reserve\\nand without fear.\\nEugene Aram.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0260.jp2"}, "261": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWEB LYTTON. 253\\nDecemher 9th.\\nThe tyrant thinks he is free, because\\nhe commands slaves the meanest\\npeasant in a free state is more free\\nthan he is.\\nBienzi.\\nDecember 10th.\\nAnd if, O stars murmured Mal-\\ntravers, from the depths of his excited\\nlieart if I have been insensible to\\nyour solemn beauty if the Heaven\\nand the Earth had been to me but as\\nair and clay if I were one of a dull\\nand dim-eyed herd I might live on,\\nand drop into the grave from the ripe-\\nness of unprofitable years. It is be-\\ncause I yearn for the great objects of\\nan immortal being, that life shrinks\\nand shrivels up like a scroll. Away", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0261.jp2"}, "262": {"fulltext": "254 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nI will not listen to these human and\\nmaterial monitors, and consider life\\nas a thing greater than the things that\\nI would live for. My choice is made,\\nglory is more persuasive than the\\ngrave.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nDecember 11th.\\nAs courage was the first virtue that\\nhonor called forth the first virtue\\nfrom which all safety and civilization\\nproceed so we do right to keep that\\none virtue at least clear and unsullied\\nfrom all the money-making, mercenary,\\npay-me-in-cash abominations which are\\nthe vices, not the virtues, of the civili-\\nzation it has produced.\\nThe Caxtona.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0262.jp2"}, "263": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 255\\nDecember 12th.\\nThere is a terrible disconnection be-\\ntween the author and the man the\\nauthor s life and the man s life the\\neras of visible triumph may be those\\nof the most intolerable, though unre-\\nvealed and unconjectured anguish.\\nThe book that delighted us to compose\\nmay first appear in the hour when all\\nthings under the sun are joyless.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nDecember 13th. Ars Longa Vita\\nBrevis.\\nA vast empire rises on my view,\\ngreater than that of Caesars and con-\\nquerors an empire durable and uni-\\nversal in the souls of men, that time\\nitself cannot overthrow and Death\\nmarches with me, side by side, and the", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0263.jp2"}, "264": {"fulltext": "256 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nskeleton hand waves me back to the\\nnothingness of common men.\\nErnest Maltravers.\\nDecember IJ/ih.\\nYour Holiness knows well, said\\nthe Cardinal, that for the multitude\\nof men there are two watchwords of\\nwar Liberty and Keligion.\\nBienzi,\\nDecemher 15th.\\nA young man s ambition is but van-\\nity, it has no definite aim, it plays\\nwith a thousand toys. As with one\\npassion, so with the rest. In youth,\\nlove is ever on the Aving, but, like the\\nbirds in April, it hath not yet built its\\nnest. With so long a career of sum-\\nmer and hope before it, the disappoint-\\nment of to-day is succeeded by the", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0264.jp2"}, "265": {"fulltext": "FE03I BULWER LYTTON. 257\\nnovelty of to-morrow and the sun\\nthat advances to the noon but dries up\\nits fervent tears. But when we have\\narrived at that epoch of life, when,\\nif the light fail us if the last rose\\nwither, we feel that the loss cannot\\nbe retrieved, and that the frost and\\nthe darkness are at hand, Love be-\\ncomes to us a treasure that we watch\\nover and hoard with a miser s care.\\nOur youngest-born affection is our\\ndarling and our idol, the fondest\\npledge of the Past, the most cherished\\nof our hopes for the Future. A cer-\\ntain melancholy that mingles with our\\njoy the possession, only enhances its\\ncharm. We feel ourselves so depend-\\nent on it for all that is yet to come.\\nOur other barks our gay galleys of", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0265.jp2"}, "266": {"fulltext": "258 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\npleasure our stately argosies of pride\\nhave been swallowed up by the re-\\nmorseless wave. On this last vessel\\nwe freight our all to its frail tene-\\nment we commit ourselves. The star\\nthat guides it is our guide, and in the\\ntempest that menaces, we behold our\\nown doom\\nAlice,\\nDecember 16th.\\nIt was one of those listless panics,\\nthose strange fits of indifference and\\nlethargy which often seize upon a peo-\\nple who make liberty a matter of im-\\npulse and caprice, to whom it has be-\\ncome a catchword, who have not long\\nenjoyed all its rational, and sound, and\\npractical, and blessed results; who\\nhave been affrayed by the storms that", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0266.jp2"}, "267": {"fulltext": "FBOM BULWEB LYTTON. 259\\nherald its dawn a people such as is\\ncommon to the south: such as even\\nthe north has known; such as, had\\nCromwell lived a year longer, even\\nEngland might have seen; and, in-\\ndeed, in some measure, such a reac-\\ntion from popular enthusiasm to pop-\\nular indifference England did see,\\nwhen her children madly surrendered\\nthe fruits of a bloody war, with-\\nout reserve, without foresight, to the\\nlewd pensioner of Louis, and the royal\\nmurderer of Sydney. To such prostra-\\ntion of soul, such blindness of intellect,\\neven the noblest people will be sub-\\njected, when liberty, which should be\\nthe growth of ages, spreading its roots\\nthrough the strata of a thousand cus-\\ntoms, is raised, the exotic of an hour.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0267.jp2"}, "268": {"fulltext": "260 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nand (like the tree and Dryad of an-\\ncient fable) flourishes and withers with\\nthe single spirit that protects it.\\nBienzi,\\nDecember 17th.\\nWhat has been the use of those ac-\\nquirements Has he benefited man-\\nkind by them Show me the poet\\nthe historian the orator, and I will\\nyield to none of you no, not to Made-\\nline herself in homage of their genius\\nbut the mere creature of books the\\ndry and sterile collector of other men s\\nlearning no no. What should I ad-\\nmire in such a machine of literature,\\nexcept a waste of perseverance\\nEugene Aram,\\nDecember 18th,\\nLove, in its first dim and imperfect", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0268.jp2"}, "269": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWER LYTTON. 261\\nshape, is but imagination concentrated\\non one object. It is a genius of the\\nheart, resembling that of the intellect\\nit appeals to, it stirs up, it evokes the\\nsentiments and sympathies that lie\\nmost latent in our nature. Its sigh is\\nthe spirit that moves over the ocean,\\nand rouses the Anadyomene into life.\\nTherefore is it, that mind produces\\naffections deeper than those of exter-\\nnal form therefore it is, that women\\nare worshippers of glory, which is the\\npalpable and visible representative of\\na genius whose operations they cannot\\nalways comprehend.\\nAlice.\\nDecember 19th.\\nGenius has so much in common with\\nlove the imagination that animates", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0269.jp2"}, "270": {"fulltext": "262 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\none is so much the property of the\\nother that there is not a surer sign of\\nthe existence of genius than the love\\nthat it creates and bequeaths. It pen-\\netrates deeper than the reason it\\nbinds a nobler captive than the fancy.\\nAs the sun upon the dial, it gives to\\nthe human heart both its shadow and\\nits light. Nations are its worshippers\\nand wooers and Posterity learns from\\nits oracles to dream to aspire to\\nadore\\nAlice.\\nDecember Wth.\\nIf a man is called a genius, it means\\nthat he is to be thrust out of all the\\ngood things in this life. He is not fit\\nfor anything but a garret Put a ge-\\nnius into office make a genius a", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0270.jp2"}, "271": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWER LYTTON. 263\\nbishop or a lord chancellor the\\nworld would be turned topsyturvy\\nYou see that you are quite astonished,\\nthat a genius can be even a county\\nmagistrate, and know the difference\\nbetween a spade and a poker In\\nfact, a genius is supposed to be the\\nmost ignorant, impracticable, good-for-\\nnothing, do-nothing, sort of thing that\\never walked upon two legs. Mediocre\\nmen have the monopoly of the loaves\\nand fishes and even when talent does\\nrise in life, it is a talent that only dif-\\nfers from mediocrity by being more\\nenergetic and bustling.\\nAlice.\\nDecemher 21st.\\nHis was the age when we most sen-\\nsitively enjoy the mere sense of exist-", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0271.jp2"}, "272": {"fulltext": "264 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nence when the face of J^ature, and a\\npassive conviction of the benevolence\\nof our Great Father, suffice to create a\\nserene and ineffable happiness, which\\nrarely visits us till we have done with\\nthe passions; till memories, if more\\nalive than heretofore, are yet mel-\\nlowed in the hues of time, and Faith\\nsoftens into harmony all their as-\\nperities and harshness till nothing\\nwithin us remains to cast a shadow\\nover the things without and on the\\nverge of life, the Angels are nearer to\\nus than of yore. There is an old ago\\nwhich has more youth of heart than\\nyouth itself\\nAlice,\\nDecember 22d.\\nOh, Youth! begin not thy career", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0272.jp2"}, "273": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWEB LYTTON. 265\\ntoo soon, and let one passion succeed\\nin its due order to another so that\\nevery season of life may have its ap-\\npropriate pursuit and charm\\nAlice,\\nDecember ^Sd,\\nThe fact is, that in civilization we\\nbehold a splendid aggregate; litera-\\nture and science, wealth and luxury,\\ncommerce and glory but we see not\\nthe million victims crushed beneath\\nthe wheels of the machine the health\\nsacrij ced the board breadless the\\njails filled the hospitals reeking\\nthe human life poisoned in every\\nspring, and poured forth like water!\\nNeither do we remember all the steps,\\nmarked by desolation, crime, and", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0273.jp2"}, "274": {"fulltext": "266 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nbloodshed, by which this barren sum-\\nmit has been reached.\\nAlice.\\nDecember 2Jf.th.\\nBut the discontent does not prey\\nupon the springs of life it is the dis-\\ncontent of hope, not of despair; it calls\\nforth faculties, energies, and passions,\\nin which there is more joy than sor-\\nrow. It is this desire which makes\\nthe citizen in private life an anxious\\nfather, a careful master, an active, and\\ntherefore not an unhappy, man. You\\nallow that individuals can effect indi-\\nvidual good this very restlessness,\\nthis very discontent with the exact\\nplace that he occupies, makes the citi-\\nzen a benefactor in his narrow circle.\\nCommerce, better than charity, feeds", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0274.jp2"}, "275": {"fulltext": "FB03I BULWEB LYTTON. 267\\nthe hungry, and clothes the naked.\\nAmbition, better than brute affection,\\ngives education to our children, and\\nteaches them the love of industry, the\\npride of independence, the respect for\\nothers and themselves\\nDecember ^5th.\u00e2\u0080\u0094 Christmas Day.\\nWas it not worthy of a God to de-\\nscend to these dim valleys, in order to\\nclear up the clouds gathered over the\\ndark mount beyond\u00e2\u0080\u0094 to satisfy the\\ndoubts of sages\u00e2\u0080\u0094 to convert specula-\\ntion into certainty\u00e2\u0080\u0094 by example to\\npoint out the rules of life\u00e2\u0080\u0094 by revela-\\ntion to solve the enigma of the grave\\nand to prove that the soul did not\\nyearn in vain when it dreamed of an\\nimmortality?\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0275.jp2"}, "276": {"fulltext": "268 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nDecember 26th.\\nCome, said the Nazarene (as he\\nperceived the effect he had produced)\\ncome to the humble hall in which we\\nmeet a select and a chosen few\\nlisten there to our prayers note the\\nsincerity of our repentant tears\\nmingle in our simple sacrifice not of\\nvictims, nor of garlands, but offered\\nby white-robed thoughts upon the altar\\nof the heart. The flowers that we lay\\nthere are imperishable they bloom\\nover us when we are no more nay,\\nthey accompany us beyond the grave,\\nthey spring up beneath our feet in\\nheaven, they delight us with an eternal\\nodor, for they are of the soul, they\\npartake of its nature; these offerings", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0276.jp2"}, "277": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 269\\nare temptations overcome, and sins\\nrepented.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nDecember 27th.\\nThou comest amongst us as an\\nexaminer, mayest thou remain a con-\\nvert Our religion you behold it\\nYon cross our sole image, yon scroll\\nthe mysteries of our Csere and Eleusis\\nOur morality it is in our lives\\nsinners we all have been; who now\\ncan accuse us of a crime we have bap-\\ntized ourselves from the past. Think\\nnot that this is of us, it is of God.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.\\nDecemher 28th.\\nApaecides had already learned that\\nthe faith of the philosophers was not", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0277.jp2"}, "278": {"fulltext": "270 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nthat of the herd that if they secretly\\nprofessed a creed in some diviner\\npower, it was not the creed which\\nthey thought it wise to impart to the\\ncommunity. He had already learned,\\nthat even the priest ridiculed what he\\npreached to the people that the no-\\ntions of the few and the many were\\nnever united. But, in this new faith,\\nit seemed to him that philosopher,\\npriest, and people, the expounders of\\nthe religion and its followers, were\\nalike accordant they did not speculate\\nand debate upon immortality, they\\nspoke of it as a thing certain and\\nassured; the magnificence of the\\npromise dazzled him its consolations\\nsoothed.\\nThe Last Days of Pompeii.", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0278.jp2"}, "279": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 271\\nDecember 29th.\\nYes, he was a rare character, that\\nvillage priest Would it have been\\nbetter for Christianity, or the State, if\\nthey had made him a bishop? And\\nyet, alas! so do we confound things\\nspiritual with things temporal, that\\nnine readers out of ten would be glad\\nto find, at the end of these volumes,\\nthat the poor curate had been prop-\\nerly rewarded for his deserts.\\nDo lawn sleeves, a powdered wig,\\nand the title of My Lord the Bishop,\\nmake more beautiful on the mountain-\\ntops the feet of him who bringeth glad\\ntidings\\nAlice.\\nDecember 30th.\\nBeauty, thou art twice blessed thou", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0279.jp2"}, "280": {"fulltext": "272 BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS\\nblessest the gazer and the possessor;\\noften, at once the effect and the cause\\nof goodness A sweet disposition a\\nlovely soul an affectionate nature\\nwill speak in the eyes the lips the\\nbrow and become the cause of beauty.\\nOn the other hand, they who have a\\ngift that commands love, a key that\\nopens all hearts, are ordinarily in-\\nclined to look with happy eyes upon\\nthe world to be cheerful and serene\\nto hope and to confide. There is more\\nwisdom than the vulgar dream of, in\\nour admiration of a fair face.\\nAlice,\\nDecember 31st.\\nWhat is the Earth to Infinity what\\nits duration to the Eternal Oh, how", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0280.jp2"}, "281": {"fulltext": "FROM BULWEB LYTTON. 273\\nmuch greater is the soul of one man\\nthan the vicissitudes of the whole\\nglobe.\\nZanoni.", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0281.jp2"}, "282": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0282.jp2"}, "283": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0283.jp2"}, "284": {"fulltext": "stp I mo\\nDeacidified using the Bookkeeper process.\\nNeutralizing agent: Magnesium Oxide\\nTreatment Date: April 2009\\n111 Thomson Park Drive\\nCranberry Township, PA 16066\\n(724)779-2111", "height": "2747", "width": "1736", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0284.jp2"}, "285": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2726", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0285.jp2"}, "286": {"fulltext": "", "height": "2799", "width": "1778", "jp2-path": "beautifulthought00lytt_0286.jp2"}}