 Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear.  Works - Page 15by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883Full view - About this book
 | William James - 2001 - 178 pages
...grasped, to have its life-currents absorbed by what is given. "Crossing a bare common," says Emerson, "in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, 1 have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear." Life is always worth living,... | |
 | Phil Oliver - 2001 - 296 pages
...moment of transcendence in this well-known passage from his essay "Nature": "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, 1 have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration."15 Citing this and other like episodes, James asks, "in what... | |
 | Arco, Arco Staff - 2002 - 296 pages
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 | Geoff Ward - 2002 - 248 pages
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 | George Kateb - 2002 - 278 pages
...heaven for authentication. Emerson says in his most famous ecstatic passage: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear . . . Standing on the bare ground — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space... | |
 | Peter Barry - 2002 - 308 pages
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 | Dean Grodzins - 2002 - 664 pages
...little book Nature, describes his own religious experience as ecstatic: "Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. Almost I fear to think how glad I am." By contrast, Parker, in the Discourse, describes the "sense... | |
 | Martin Heusser, Gudrun Grabher - 2002 - 238 pages
...sublime has on the soul. Here is his famous "transparent eyeball" passage: Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without...thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate... | |
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