I was walking in a meadow, the source of a small brook, when the sun at last, just before setting, after a cold, gray day, reached a clear stratum in the horizon, and the softest, brightest morning sunlight fell on the dry grass and on the stems of the trees in the opposite horizon and on the leaves of the shrub oaks on the hillside, while our shadows stretched long over the meadow east- ward, as if we were the only motes
in its beams.
They'll bleat and baa, dona like goats, Gorge down black sheep, and strain at motes
, Array their backs in fine black coats, Then seize their negroes by their throats, And choke, for heavenly union.
Yet the bells, when they sounded, told me sorrowfully of change in everything; told me of their own age, and my pretty Dora's youth; and of the many, never old, who had lived and loved and died, while the reverberations of the bells had hummed through the rusty armour of the Black Prince hanging up within, and, motes
upon the deep of Time, had lost themselves in air, as circles do in water.
Go on, boy, and don't mind; for so long as I fill my pouch, no matter if I show as many inaccuracies as there are motes
in a sunbeam.
She sat in a blaze of oppressive heat, in a cloud of moving dust, and her eyes could only wander from the walls, marked by her father's head, to the table cut and notched by her brothers, where stood the tea-board never thoroughly cleaned, the cups and saucers wiped in streaks, the milk a mixture of motes
floating in thin blue, and the bread and butter growing every minute more greasy than even Rebecca's hands had first produced it.
There it eddied and melted away among the motes
He spoke of the value of all he read into it, into the mere sight of the walls, mere shapes of the rooms, mere sound of the floors, mere feel, in his hand, of the old silver-plated knobs of the several mahogany doors, which suggested the pressure of the palms of the dead the seventy years of the past in fine that these things represented, the annals of nearly three generations, counting his grandfather's, the one that had ended there, and the impalpable ashes of his long-extinct youth, afloat in the very air like microscopic motes
At first Bert could distinguish only the greater bulks, then he perceived the one-man machines as a multitude of very small objects drifting like motes
in the sunshine about and beneath the larger shapes.
In the beginning of dinner, the party being small and the room still, these motes
from the mass of a magistrate's mind fell too noticeably.
She was a shell, filled with a conflagration, and on the outside of the shell, clinging precariously, the little motes
of men, by pull and haul, helped her in the battle.
It crushed them into the remotest recesses of their own minds, pressing out of them, like juices from the grape, all the false ardours and exaltations and undue self-values of the human soul, until they perceived themselves finite and small, specks and motes
, moving with weak cunning and little wisdom amidst the play and inter-play of the great blind elements and forces.
If I wished a boy to know something about the arts and sciences, for instance, I would not pursue the common course, which is merely to send him into the neighborhood of some professor, where anything is professed and practised but the art of life; -- to survey the world through a telescope or a microscope, and never with his natural eye; to study chemistry, and not learn how his bread is made, or mechanics, and not learn how it is earned; to discover new satellites to Neptune, and not detect the motes
in his eyes, or to what vagabond he is a satellite himself; or to be devoured by the monsters that swarm all around him, while contemplating the monsters in a drop of vinegar.