Truly, the din of many-voiced Life, which, in this solitude, with the mind's organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear of Heaven are prayers. The... The Bible Christian - Page 831840Full view - About this book
| Thomas Carlyle - Transcendentalism in literature - 1831 - 294 pages
...organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one ; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...to me ; and even for his sufferings and his sins, I now first named him Brother. Thus was I standing in the porch of that " Sanctuary of Sorrow " ; by... | |
| North American review and miscellaneous journal - 1835 - 724 pages
...wants and so mean Endeavors, had become the dearer to me ; and even for his sufferings and his sins, I now first named him Brother. Thus was I standing in the porch of that ' Sanrtuary of Sorrow ;' by strange, steep ways, had I too been guided thither ; and ere long its sacred... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - Clothing and dress - 1837 - 322 pages
...organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one ; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...dearer to me ; and even for his sufferings and his sins I now first named him Brother. Thus was I standing in the porch of that ' Sanctuary of Sorrow ;' by... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - English literature - 1840 - 650 pages
...origin, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one : like inarticulate cries and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...needy mother, not my cruel step-dame ; man with his BO mad wants, and so mean endeavours, had become the dearer to me ; and even for his sufferings and... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - 1838 - 338 pages
...organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening dis' cord, but a melting one : like inarticulate cries, and ' sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...poor ' joys, was now my needy Mother, not my cruel Step' dame ; Man, with his so mad Wants and so mean ' Endeavours, had become the dearer to me ; and... | |
| Christian education - 1840 - 40 pages
...organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one ; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...to me : and even for his sufferings and his sins, I now first named him brother." Is there nothing in all this (and this is no more than must occur to... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - Clothing and dress - 1840 - 324 pages
...organ, I could hear, was no longer a maddening dis' cord, but a melting one : like inarticulate cries, and ' sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear...poor ' joys, was now my needy Mother) not my cruel Step' dame ; Man, with his so mad Wants and so mean ' Endeavours, had become the dearer to me; and... | |
| Thomas Carlyle - 1840 - 328 pages
...are prayers. The poor Earth, with her poor ' joys, was now my needy Mother, not my cruel Step' dame ; Man, with his so mad Wants and so mean ' Endeavours,...to me ; and even ' for his sufferings and his sins, I now first named him ' Brother. Thus was I standing in the porch of that ' " Sanctuary of Sorrow;"... | |
| Orville Dewey - Sermons, American - 1841 - 312 pages
...voices of human want and sorrow go upward— as one has touchingly said, " like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature, which in the ear of heaven, are prayers" — I can no more doubt that they find gracious consideration and pity above, than if a voice of unearthly... | |
| Charles Fenno Hoffman, Lewis Gaylord Clark, Kinahan Cornwallis, Timothy Flint, John Holmes Agnew - Periodicals - 1842 - 614 pages
...mind's organ I can hear, is no longer a maddening discord, but a melting one; like inarticulate cries, and sobbings of a dumb creature. which in the ear of Heaven are prayers. The poor Kurth, with her poor juys, i* now my needy mother, Tiol my cruel step-clam*-.' • • • We have... | |
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