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Narrative and Miscellaneous Papers By: Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859) |
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BY
THOMAS DE QUINCEY.
CONTENTS OF VOLUME I.
THE HOUSEHOLD WRECK
THE SPANISH NUN
FLIGHT OF A TARTAR TRIBE
CONTENTS OF VOLUME II.
SYSTEM OF THE HEAVENS AS REVEALED BY LORD ROSSE'S TELESCOPES
MODERN SUPERSTITION
COLERIDGE AND OPIUM EATING
TEMPERANCE MOVEMENT
ON WAR
THE LAST DAYS OF IMMANUEL KANT THE HOUSEHOLD WRECK.
'To be weak,' we need not the great archangel's voice to tell us,
' is to be miserable .' All weakness is suffering and humiliation,
no matter for its mode or its subject. Beyond all other weakness,
therefore, and by a sad prerogative, as more miserable than what is
most miserable in all, that capital weakness of man which regards the
tenure of his enjoyments and his power to protect, even for a
moment, the crown of flowers flowers, at the best, how frail and few!
which sometimes settles upon his haughty brow. There is no end, there
never will be an end, of the lamentations which ascend from earth and
the rebellious heart of her children, upon this huge opprobrium of
human pride the everlasting mutabilities of all which man can grasp by
his power or by his aspirations, the fragility of all which he
inherits, and the hollowness visible amid the very raptures of
enjoyment to every eye which looks for a moment underneath the
draperies of the shadowy present , the hollowness, the blank
treachery of hollowness, upon which all the pomps and vanities of life
ultimately repose. This trite but unwearying theme, this impassioned
common place of humanity, is the subject in every age of variation
without end, from the poet, the rhetorician, the fabulist, the
moralist, the divine, and the philosopher. All, amidst the sad vanity
of their sighs and groans, labor to put on record and to establish this
monotonous complaint, which needs not other record or evidence than
those very sighs and groans. What is life? Darkness and formless
vacancy for a beginning, or something beyond all beginning then next a
dim lotos of human consciousness, finding itself afloat upon the bosom
of waters without a shore then a few sunny smiles and many tears a
little love and infinite strife whisperings from paradise and fierce
mockeries from the anarchy of chaos dust and ashes and once more
darkness circling round, as if from the beginning, and in this way
rounding or making an island of our fantastic existence, that
is human life; that the inevitable amount of man's laughter and
his tears of what he suffers and he does of his motions this way and
that way to the right or to the left backwards or forwards of all
his seeming realities and all his absolute negations his shadowy
pomps and his pompous shadows of whatsoever he thinks, finds, makes
or mars, creates or animates, loves, hates, or in dread hope
anticipates; so it is, so it has been, so it will be, for ever and
ever. Yet in the lowest deep there still yawns a lower deep; and in the vast
halls of man's frailty, there are separate and more gloomy chambers of
a frailty more exquisite and consummate. We account it frailty that
threescore years and ten make the upshot of man's pleasurable
existence, and that, far before that time is reached, his beauty and
his power have fallen among weeds and forgetfulness. But there is a
frailty, by comparison with which this ordinary flux of the human race
seems to have a vast duration. Cases there are, and those not rare, in
which a single week, a day, an hour sweeps away all vestiges and
landmarks of a memorable felicity; in which the ruin travels faster
than the flying showers upon the mountain side, faster 'than a musician
scatters sounds;' in which 'it was' and 'it is not' are words of the
self same tongue, in the self same minute; in which the sun that at
noon beheld all sound and prosperous, long before its setting hour
looks out upon a total wreck, and sometimes upon the total abolition of
any fugitive memorial that there ever had been a vessel to be wrecked,
or a wreck to be obliterated... Continue reading book >>
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