“Golden volumes! richest treasures, Objects of delicious pleasures! You my eyes rejoicing please, You my hand in rapture seize! Brilliant wits and musing sages, Lights who beam'd through many ages! Left to your conscious leaves their story, And dared to trust you with their glory; And now their hope of fame achiev'd, Dear volumes! you have not deceived!” BookStoriesHandsLightEyeAgeLeftPleasureObjectsPleaseFameGloryConsciousDearBrilliantWitTreasureGoldenRejoiceVolumeSageDeliciousDeceivedBeamRaptureMusings Author:Isaac D'Israeli
“The fact of our deriving constant pleasure from whatever is a type or semblance of divine attributes, and from nothing but that which is so, is the most glorious of all that can be demonstrated of human nature; it not only sets a great gulf of specific separation between us and the lower animals, but it seems a promise of a communion ultimately deep, close, and conscious, with the Being whose darkened manifestations we here feebly and unthinkingly delight in.” HumansFactsSeemsPleasureAnimalHuman NatureDivineTypePromiseConsciousConstantDelightSeparationManifestationGloriousAttributesCommunionSemblance Book:Modern Painters: (pt.3) Of ideas of beauty Source: Modern Painters: (pt.3) Of ideas of beauty