How troublesome is day! It calls us from our sleep away; It bids us from our pleasant dreams awake, And sends us forth to keep or break Our promises to pay. How troublesome is day!
The juice of the grape is the liquid quintessence of concentrated sunbeams. - Thomas Love Peacock
The juice of the grape is the liquid quintessence of concentrated sunbeams.
- Thomas Love Peacock
I like the immaterial world. I like to live among thoughts and images of the past and the possible, and even of the impossible, now and then. - Thomas Love Peacock
I like the immaterial world. I like to live among thoughts and images of the past and the possible, and even of the impossible, now and then.
... where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant; where they had poetry, we have cant; where they had patriotism, we have cant; where they had anything… - Thomas Love Peacock
... where the Greeks had modesty, we have cant; where they had poetry, we have cant; where they had patriotism, we have cant; where they had anything…
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, curtain round the vault of heaven. - Thomas Love Peacock
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven, curtain round the vault of heaven.
The critic does his utmost to blight genius in its infancy; that which rises in spite of him he will not see; and then he complains of the decline of… - Thomas Love Peacock
The critic does his utmost to blight genius in its infancy; that which rises in spite of him he will not see; and then he complains of the decline of…
Marriage may often be a stormy lake, but celibacy is almost always a muddy horsepond. - Thomas Love Peacock
Marriage may often be a stormy lake, but celibacy is almost always a muddy horsepond.
I almost think it is the ultimate destiny of science to exterminate the human race. - Thomas Love Peacock
I almost think it is the ultimate destiny of science to exterminate the human race.
They have poisoned the Thames and killed the fish in the river. A little further development of the same wisdom and science will complete the poisoni… - Thomas Love Peacock
They have poisoned the Thames and killed the fish in the river. A little further development of the same wisdom and science will complete the poisoni…
My thoughts by night are often filled With visions false as fair: For in the past alone, I build My castles in the air. - Thomas Love Peacock
My thoughts by night are often filled With visions false as fair: For in the past alone, I build My castles in the air.
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