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... better the rhetoric of art ; it is so far from being manner that it is the thing about a work of art , which is a guide to , and a check upon manner which is essentially individual ; what is always understood by it - and its presence is ...
... better the rhetoric of art ; it is so far from being manner that it is the thing about a work of art , which is a guide to , and a check upon manner which is essentially individual ; what is always understood by it - and its presence is ...
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... better a graceful conces- sion of the latter to the former . It is unlikely that Mr. Church will ever carry this too far , we should say , and there can be no need to fear that his work will not always keep something very individual ...
... better a graceful conces- sion of the latter to the former . It is unlikely that Mr. Church will ever carry this too far , we should say , and there can be no need to fear that his work will not always keep something very individual ...
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... better after a while . " " Ye're takin ' it powerful hard , Louis- ianny , " said Mrs. Nance , " an ' I don't blame ye . I aint gwine to pester ye a - talkin ' . I jest come to say I ' lowed to do my plum best by ye , an ' ax ye whether ...
... better after a while . " " Ye're takin ' it powerful hard , Louis- ianny , " said Mrs. Nance , " an ' I don't blame ye . I aint gwine to pester ye a - talkin ' . I jest come to say I ' lowed to do my plum best by ye , an ' ax ye whether ...
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... better than some things you might say . " She raised her face and let him see it . " No , " she said , " It is not that it is the wrong time . It is a better time than any other , because I am so lonely and my trouble has made my heart ...
... better than some things you might say . " She raised her face and let him see it . " No , " she said , " It is not that it is the wrong time . It is a better time than any other , because I am so lonely and my trouble has made my heart ...
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... better restrained than at present . This was the noble aim always set before the ances- tors of the young Tsar . " The military exercises of Peter brought him into constant contact with German officers at Moscow , for all the best ...
... better restrained than at present . This was the noble aim always set before the ances- tors of the young Tsar . " The military exercises of Peter brought him into constant contact with German officers at Moscow , for all the best ...
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Página 100 - In the silence of the night How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people — ah, the people, They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone — They are neither man nor woman, They are neither brute nor human, They are Ghouls...
Página 554 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 101 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Página 100 - ... The City in the Sea Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie.
Página 100 - Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie. So blend the turrets and shadows there That all seem pendulous in air, While from a proud tower in the town Death looks gigantically down.
Página 217 - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love; is And these black bodies and this sunburnt face Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
Página 217 - Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee, Little Lamb, I'll tell thee; He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Página 110 - O WELL for him whose will is strong ! He suffers, but he will not suffer long ; He suffers, but he cannot suffer wrong : For him nor moves the loud world's random mock, Nor all Calamity's hugest waves confound, Who seems a promontory of rock, That, compass'd round with turbulent sound, In middle ocean meets the surging shock, Tempest-buffeted, citadel-crown'd.
Página 86 - ALONG the roadside, like the flowers of gold That tawny Incas for their gardens wrought, Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod, And the red pennons of the cardinal-flowers Hang motionless upon their upright staves. The sky is hot and hazy, and the wind, Wing-weary with its long flight from the south, Unfelt ; yet, closely scanned, yon maple leaf With faintest motion, as one stirs in dreams, Confesses it. The locust by the wall...
Página 222 - If you, who are organized by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, — sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity. Every one in eternity will leave you, aghast at the man who was crowned with glory and honour by his brethren, and betrayed their cause to their enemies. You will be called the base Judas who betrayed his friend!