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Updated: June 9, 2025
He acted with the utmost caution, saying just enough, with just enough carelessness of tone, to keep her unsuspicious. The boreal lights were flashing and quivering in the sky: very soon he saw her absorbed in the wonder and beauty of them. "A night," she said, "when anything might happen!" "Yes, it looks like that," he agreed. "But that is not what enraptures you."
It is to be sure absurd, though excusable, when a wretched picture enraptures the believing spectator, merely on account of its pious subject; but it is to me perfectly inconceivable how a feeling heart at the sight of the Maria di Papa Sesto at Dresden can resist an impression of faith and devotion.
Our reason will merely approve, and only approve, of Leonidas actually taking this heroic resolution; but that he could take this resolution is what delights and enraptures us. This distinction between the two sorts of judgments becomes more evident still, if we take an example where the moral sense and the aesthetic sense pronounce a different verdict.
This is the reason why the aesthetical judgment leaves us free, and delights and enraptures us. It is because the mere conception of this faculty of willing in an absolute manner, the mere idea of this moral aptitude, gives us in itself a consciousness of a manifest advantage over the sensuous.
"What do you think enraptures me?" she wished to know. "The certainty," he replied, "that nothing will." She waited a while, then said, "Yes, you are right. I don't want anything else to happen." "You have everything you want, here in the house. Safe to hand! Your Lancelot in bed, your James at cards, and myself at the window. Wonderful! And you are contented?" "Yes, yes. I ask so little, you see.
"The kind of a woman who enraptures the senses, drugs the brain and conscience of the man who responds to her call the woman about whom men have never been able to compromise, but have always killed one another!" His wife opened the door for him in silence. "Who was that woman, Frank?" she asked at length, her long, dark lashes blinking rapidly. "What woman, Ruth?"
There is something in natale solum which charms the soul after a period of absence, and operates so powerfully, as to fill it with indescribable sensations and delight. Every object and scene appeals so forcibly to the senses, enraptures the eye, and so sweetly attunes the mind, as to place this feeling among even the extacies of our nature, and; the most refined we are capable of enjoying.
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