Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art, and National Interests, Volumen2 |
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I can only describe a few of the mythological subjects , and rather for the purpose of suggesting the manner in which they were treated by the art- ists , than with any hope of representing in words their commingled grace and repose ...
I can only describe a few of the mythological subjects , and rather for the purpose of suggesting the manner in which they were treated by the art- ists , than with any hope of representing in words their commingled grace and repose ...
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The fields were brown , the forests lay like patches of gold and carmine on the hillsides ; no artist could hope to tran- scribe that melancholy splendor of col- oring and tone ; no heart , not in har- mony with nature's and touched by ...
The fields were brown , the forests lay like patches of gold and carmine on the hillsides ; no artist could hope to tran- scribe that melancholy splendor of col- oring and tone ; no heart , not in har- mony with nature's and touched by ...
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... as I hope you will not refuse to believe , Miss Harleigh , in the hope of fulfilling your commission more certain- ly than a mere passing visitor could have done ; for a new mummy is not to be met with every day , even upon the Nile ...
... as I hope you will not refuse to believe , Miss Harleigh , in the hope of fulfilling your commission more certain- ly than a mere passing visitor could have done ; for a new mummy is not to be met with every day , even upon the Nile ...
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May I hope to meet you there ? " " We are going , and I shall wear the necklace of scarabæi , with many thanks to the giver . " " It is not a gift ; it is a commission . You sent for it by me , as you send to Paris through your modiste ...
May I hope to meet you there ? " " We are going , and I shall wear the necklace of scarabæi , with many thanks to the giver . " " It is not a gift ; it is a commission . You sent for it by me , as you send to Paris through your modiste ...
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The dreaming sea , no longer whispering of love and hope , moaned wearily among its grasses ; the sighing wind brought an odor of decay from the woods and fields , of chill unrest from the distant sea . The sands , that 1868.
The dreaming sea , no longer whispering of love and hope , moaned wearily among its grasses ; the sighing wind brought an odor of decay from the woods and fields , of chill unrest from the distant sea . The sands , that 1868.
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