Charles Kingsley

Charles Kingsley

Hypatia/10 (1853)

Summary

Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley,  Hypatia/10 (1853)

“ Science will teach you some day that the outward frame is the sacrament of the soul's inward beauty. Such a soul I had fancied your face expressed; but I was mistaken. Foul hearts alone harbour such foul suspicions, and fancy others to be what they know they might become themselves. Go! Do I look like—? The very tapering of these fingers, if you could read their symbolism, would give your dream the lie.' And she flashed full on him, like sun-rays from a mirror, the full radiance of her glorious countenance.
Alas, poor Philammon!
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Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley,  Hypatia/10 (1853)

“ Poor Philammon! Angry with himself for feeling that the porter was right; shrinking from the notion of exposing the failings of his fellow-Christians; shrinking still more from making such a jackanapes his confidant: and yet yearning in his loneliness to open his heart to some one, he dropped out, hint by hint, word by word, the events of the past evening, and finished by a request to be put in the way of earning his breakfast.
'Earning your breakfast! Shall the favourite of the gods—shall the guest of Hypatia—earn his breakfast, while I have an obol to share with him? Base thought! Youth!
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Portrait of Charles Kingsley Charles Kingsley,  Hypatia/10 (1853)

“ I have longed so to find one such man, among the effeminate selfish triflers who pretend to listen to me. I thought I had found one— and the moment that I had lost him, behold, I find another; and that a fresher, purer, simpler nature than ever Raphael's was at its best. By all the laws of physiognomy—by all the symbolism of gesture and voice and complexion—by the instinct of my own heart, that young monk might he the instrument, the ready, valiant, obedient instrument, for carrying out all my dreams. ”
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