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Robert Louis Stevenson. Essays of Robert Louis Stevenson
Essays of Robert Louis Stevenson
Table of Contents
PREFACE
INTRODUCTION. BIBLIOGRAPHY. I ON THE ENJOYMENT OF UNPLEASANT PLACES NOTES. II AN APOLOGY FOR IDLERS NOTES. III AES TRIPLEX NOTES. IV TALK AND TALKERS NOTES. V A GOSSIP ON ROMANCE NOTES. VI THE CHARACTER OF DOGS NOTES. VII A COLLEGE MAGAZINE NOTES. VIII BOOKS WHICH HAVE INFLUENCED ME NOTES. IX PULVIS ET UMBRA NOTES. INTRODUCTION. I. LIFE OF STEVENSON
II. PERSONALITY AND CHARACTER
III. STEVENSON'S VERSATILITY
IV. THE PERSONAL ESSAY
BIBLIOGRAPHY
WORKS
WORKS ON STEVENSON
ESSAYS OF ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON. I. ON THE ENJOYMENT OF UNPLEASANT PLACES
NOTES
II. AN APOLOGY FOR IDLERS
NOTES
III. AES TRIPLEX[1]
NOTES
IV. TALK AND TALKERS. I
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NOTES
FIRST PAPER
V. A GOSSIP ON ROMANCE
NOTES
VI. THE CHARACTER OF DOGS
NOTES
VII. A COLLEGE MAGAZINE. I
II
III
NOTES
VIII. BOOKS WHICH HAVE INFLUENCED ME[1]
NOTES
IX. PULVIS ET UMBRA
I
II
NOTES
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Robert Louis Stevenson
Selected and Edited With an Introduction and Notes by William Lyon Phelps
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Still as a shelter'd place when winds blow loud!"
I remember meeting a man once, in a train, who told me of what must have been quite the most perfect instance of this pleasure of escape. He had gone up, one sunny, windy morning, to the top of a great cathedral somewhere abroad; I think it was Cologne Cathedral, the great unfinished marvel by the Rhine;[16] and after a long while in dark stairways, he issued at last into the sunshine, on a platform high above the town. At that elevation it was quite still and warm; the gale was only in the lower strata of the air, and he had forgotten it in the quiet interior of the church and during his long ascent; and so you may judge of his surprise when, resting his arms on the sunlit balustrade and looking over into the Place far below him, he saw the good people holding on their hats and leaning hard against the wind as they walked. There is something, to my fancy, quite perfect in this little experience of my fellow-traveller's. The ways of men seem always very trivial to us when we find ourselves alone on a church-top, with the blue sky and a few tall pinnacles, and see far below us the steep roofs and foreshortened buttresses, and the silent activity of the city streets; but how much more must they not have seemed so to him as he stood, not only above other men's business, but above other men's climate, in a golden zone like Apollo's![17]
