Description:Excerpt from Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 A ship is on fire. Fifty people fall on their knees in prayer. They do not begin with Adam and pray through the Old and New Testaments down to Revelation. It is man face to face with his God. The earnestness is terrible. In most of the long metaphysical prayers I hear, I long for some one in the audience to get up and shout "Fire!" The world poses. I can slip up to the keyhole of the south door of this chapel and one peep at the platform informs me whether students are assembled, or have all gone out. If each professor has one leg over the other and is looking with the placidness and immobility of the Egyptian sphinx, the boys are here. If both feet are on the floor, the countenance human in its variety of expression, the boys and girls have gone. The proverb declares that no woman is plain on her wedding day. I account for it thus: She has forgotten to pose under the divine transfiguration of love and joyous expectancy. In death's presence, under sway of tremendous feeling, we never pose. Nature has full sway. The consummate actor understands this. He does not play, he is Hamlet. So, it comes about that the state of the thing viewed, as well as the point of view, counts for much. Our mirrors give us only front views; our neighbors get an all-round view. Their estimate of us has great advantage. One of the grandest objects in the world is the ocean, whether by day or by night; whether in calm or in storm, as seen from the deck of a great liner. The view inspires, elevates, brings to the fore all the poetry latent in the observer. But the same ocean seen by castaways in a small boat, without provisions or water, chart or compass, fills the bosom with fear and dread, with a sense of unutterable loneliness, of the nearness of death, of eternity, of the black wall dividing the sunny, real world from the dark, mysterious unknown land. You have read in The Rambler, that charming paper of Samuel Johnson, "The Journey of a Day." In early morning the traveler, fresh and joyful, steps gaily along the path bordered by stately trees, trailing vines, flowers, lovely views of field and forest. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 (Classic Reprint). To get started finding Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 (Classic Reprint), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Excerpt from Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 A ship is on fire. Fifty people fall on their knees in prayer. They do not begin with Adam and pray through the Old and New Testaments down to Revelation. It is man face to face with his God. The earnestness is terrible. In most of the long metaphysical prayers I hear, I long for some one in the audience to get up and shout "Fire!" The world poses. I can slip up to the keyhole of the south door of this chapel and one peep at the platform informs me whether students are assembled, or have all gone out. If each professor has one leg over the other and is looking with the placidness and immobility of the Egyptian sphinx, the boys are here. If both feet are on the floor, the countenance human in its variety of expression, the boys and girls have gone. The proverb declares that no woman is plain on her wedding day. I account for it thus: She has forgotten to pose under the divine transfiguration of love and joyous expectancy. In death's presence, under sway of tremendous feeling, we never pose. Nature has full sway. The consummate actor understands this. He does not play, he is Hamlet. So, it comes about that the state of the thing viewed, as well as the point of view, counts for much. Our mirrors give us only front views; our neighbors get an all-round view. Their estimate of us has great advantage. One of the grandest objects in the world is the ocean, whether by day or by night; whether in calm or in storm, as seen from the deck of a great liner. The view inspires, elevates, brings to the fore all the poetry latent in the observer. But the same ocean seen by castaways in a small boat, without provisions or water, chart or compass, fills the bosom with fear and dread, with a sense of unutterable loneliness, of the nearness of death, of eternity, of the black wall dividing the sunny, real world from the dark, mysterious unknown land. You have read in The Rambler, that charming paper of Samuel Johnson, "The Journey of a Day." In early morning the traveler, fresh and joyful, steps gaily along the path bordered by stately trees, trailing vines, flowers, lovely views of field and forest. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 (Classic Reprint). To get started finding Butler Alumnal Quarterly, Vol. 2: Indianapolis, Ind;, April, 1913 (Classic Reprint), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.