This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...and took to doing his stint of ten pages daily of German romance" on Repentance Hill: --"When fools or knaves do make a rout With gigmen, dinners, balls, cabals, I turn my back and shut them out: These are my own four walls." The calm had arrived between two tempestuous periods. It was "a holy time--a pax Dei, which ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...and took to doing his stint of ten pages daily of German romance" on Repentance Hill: --"When fools or knaves do make a rout With gigmen, dinners, balls, cabals, I turn my back and shut them out: These are my own four walls." The calm had arrived between two tempestuous periods. It was "a holy time--a pax Dei, which exhausted nature had conquered for herself from all the fiends that assaulted and beset her."' 1 The foregoing chapter traverses the scene of Carlyle's "true tale" of "Cruthers and Jonson" (Fraser's Magazine, 1831--reprinted in Centenary Edition, Vol. V). Cruthers and Jonson were pupils at "the parish school-house of Hoddam " they were reconciled among "the bright glades and meadows of Knockhill," this estate being Jonson's patrimony: in the jail at Carlisle, Jonson wept when he thought of "the sunny braes of his native Annandale "; and after his return from Jamaica, Jonson "built a stately mansion (Knockhill) which still adorns the place." CHAPTER XVII On Repentance Hill "the ancient Tower of Repentance stands on a corner of the farm, a fit memorial for reflecting sinners." So wrote Carlyle to Jane Welsh after he had returned from London to Mainhill, and visited the farm on Repentance Hill, in this spring of 1825. The remark implied no self-accusation: he had little to confess, or to repent of, and, at the worst, had been guilty of Border rage and excesses in tobacco alone. Yet genius for Carlyle meant sensibility, abnormal in extent, often morbid. Even in 1825, at the age of thirty, he stood before his own upbraiding conscience self-condemned, in anguish, full of painful reflections upon the ineffectual uses to which hitherto he had devoted time and ...
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