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William George Jordan, Adr Schade van Westrum
Brentano Bros., 1886

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Página 52 - Rossetti.— A SHADOW OF DANTE : being an Essay towards studying Himself, his World, and his Pilgrimage.
Página 10 - Well ! he may not count it, and a kind Heaven may not count it ; but it is being counted none the less. Down among his nerve cells and fibres the molecules are counting it, registering and storing it up to be used against him when the next temptation comes.
Página 118 - Sometimes one would enjoy it a little more if we did not hear quite so distinctly the snorting of the engine, and the groaning and the creaking of the gear as it painfully winds up its prize : but what would you ? Methods, no less than men, must have the defects of their qualities. If, therefore, it be the fact that our national comedy is in a decline, we must look for some other reasons for it than those suggested by Hazlitt in 1817. When Mr. Chadband inquired, ' Why can we not fly, my friends ?...
Página 196 - Let sinned against, and sinning, Forget their strife's beginning, And join in friendship now : Be links no longer broken, Be sweet forgiveness spoken, Under the Holly Bough.
Página 126 - AN INDEX TO THE WORKS OF SHAKSPERE. Applicable to all editions of Shakspere, and giving reference, by topics, to notable passages and significant expressions ; brief histories of the plays ; geographical names and historic incidents ; mention of all characters and sketches of important ones ; together with explanations of allusions and obscure and obsolete words and phrases. By EVANGELINE M. O'CONNOR.
Página 184 - Reverence— forward— naked— let them stare. Feed the budding rose of boyhood with the drainage of your sewer; Send the drain into the fountain, lest the stream should issue pure. Set the maiden fancies wallowing in the troughs of Zolaism,— Forward, forward, ay and backward, downward too into the abysm.
Página 143 - I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs, and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music. At other times one is conscious of carrying a weight.
Página 184 - Authors — essayist, atheist, novelist, realist, rhymester, play your part, Paint the mortal shame of nature with the living hues of Art. Rip your brothers' vices open, strip your own foul passions bare; Down with Reticence, down with Reverence — forward — naked — let them stare. Feed the budding rose of boyhood with the drainage of your sewer; Send the drain into the fountain, lest the stream should issue pure. Set the maiden fancies wallowing...
Página 57 - But keep sailing to and fro. I have seen them, in my sleep, Plunging through the shoreless deep, With tattered sails and battered hulls, While around them screamed the gulls. Flying low, flying low. I have wondered why they staid From me, sailing round the world; And I've said, " I'm half afraid That their sails will ne'er be furled.
Página 68 - Beneath this throne there appeared all the omrahs in splendid apparel upon a raised ground covered with a great canopy of purfled gold, with great golden fringes.

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