...and love. The heavens are rolled together like a scroll, the solid earth cracks beneath our feet, " Wide wilderness and mountain, rock and sea, Peopled with busy transitory groups," are shadows, and exist only in mind. Matter is nothing, spirit is all. Man is alone in the vast inane...

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...captain brings back to us, in the midst of war and the cares of government, the meditative man : — " There lies a sleeping city. God of dreams ! What an...groups, Finds room to rise, and never feels the crowd !" The famous scene, which has for its place the summit of this tower, between Artevelde and Van Den...

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...rent during the day by the struggles and cares of life. Then you feel, with Philip von Artevelde, " There lies a sleeping city. God of dreams, What an...groups, Finds room to rise, and never feels the crowd." The pleasure of taking such a walk as that of the Beechen Cliff is not exhausted by the view from its...

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