Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt. But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds.
Can we ring the bells backward? Can we unlearn the arts that pretend to civilize, and then burn the world? There is a march of science; but who shall beat the drums for its retreat?
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote questions the destructive aspects of civilization and technology, suggesting a need to reconsider our progress.
Charles Lamb's quote prompts deep reflection on the consequences of technological and scientific advancement. It highlights the irony of progress, where civilization may lead to destruction rather than enlightenment. Lamb is asking whether we can reverse our advancements or abandon the arts that often mislead us, and calls for an awareness of the potential negative impacts of our scientific march—a reminder to balance progress with consideration for its repercussions.
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Example use cases
During a lecture on technology's impact on society, one might quote this to emphasize the need for critical reflection on progress.
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All quotes →As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see, So deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion, Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee. As still to the star of its worship, though clouded, The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea, So dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee.
The most mortifying infirmity in human nature, to feel in ourselves, or to contemplate in another, is perhaps cowardice.
Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I 've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower But 't was the first to fade away. I never nurs'd a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well And love me, it was sure to die.
May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.
A pun is not bound by the laws which limit nicer wit. It is a pistol let off at the ear; not a feather to tickle the intellect.
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