The Sewanee Review, Volumen23University of the South, 1915 |
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... seems to have been such a man . It is related of Fox that in the hour before his death , when he could no longer see , he cried out to some one among those who were watching by him , " Read me the sixth book of Virgil ! " Such a cry at ...
... seems to have been such a man . It is related of Fox that in the hour before his death , when he could no longer see , he cried out to some one among those who were watching by him , " Read me the sixth book of Virgil ! " Such a cry at ...
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... seems to tend more and more to regard culture as somehow indissolubly connected with the art of manipulating one's legs gracefully , even rhythmically . Ac- cordingly , somewhat early in his career as a student , as soon , indeed , as ...
... seems to tend more and more to regard culture as somehow indissolubly connected with the art of manipulating one's legs gracefully , even rhythmically . Ac- cordingly , somewhat early in his career as a student , as soon , indeed , as ...
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... seem a paradox , that it is a blessed thing to give food and clothing even to our enemies , because we give to the man , and not to the character . " One notable feature of Julian's attempted religious reformation was his treatment of ...
... seem a paradox , that it is a blessed thing to give food and clothing even to our enemies , because we give to the man , and not to the character . " One notable feature of Julian's attempted religious reformation was his treatment of ...
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... seems to me to be the source of many virtues . " One day , when she was espe- cially out of sorts , she let her quick wit amuse itself imagining what it would be to take the roof off too many households that she knew and see inside the ...
... seems to me to be the source of many virtues . " One day , when she was espe- cially out of sorts , she let her quick wit amuse itself imagining what it would be to take the roof off too many households that she knew and see inside the ...
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... seem to us a little stilted , as the one she sent to Moulceau after her mother's death . And some say she was without her mother's broad sympathy and apt to be passionate and quarrelsome . But all these things were nothing to the mother ...
... seem to us a little stilted , as the one she sent to Moulceau after her mother's death . And some say she was without her mother's broad sympathy and apt to be passionate and quarrelsome . But all these things were nothing to the mother ...
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Página 103 - A SLUMBER did my spirit seal ; I had no human fears: She seemed a thing that could not feel The touch of earthly years. No motion has she now, no force ; She neither hears nor sees: Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, With rocks, and stones, and trees.
Página 96 - Upon a long grey staff of shaven wood : And still as I drew near with gentle pace, Upon the margin of that moorish flood Motionless as a cloud the old man stood, That heareth not the loud winds when they call, And moveth all together, if it move at all.
Página 104 - Like clouds that rake the mountainsummits, Or waves that own no curbing hand. How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear...
Página 93 - Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men, and, at the same time, to throw over them a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual aspect...
Página 98 - I love to see the look with which it braves, Cased in the unfeeling armour of old time, The lightning, the fierce wind, and trampling waves.
Página 231 - Observe me, Sir Anthony. - I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or Algebra, or Simony, or Fluxions, or Paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning...
Página 155 - Piety displays Her mouldering roll, the piercing eye explores New manners, and the pomp of elder days, Whence culls the pensive bard his pictur'd stores. Nor rough, nor barren, are the winding ways Of hoar Antiquity, but strown with flowers.
Página 37 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 105 - Of all that is most beauteous — imaged there In happier beauty ; more pellucid streams, An ampler ether, a diviner air, And fields invested with purpureal gleams ; Climes which the Sun, who sheds the brightest day Earth knows, is all unworthy to survey. Yet there the Soul shall enter which hath earned That privilege by virtue
Página 95 - Not Chaos, not The darkest pit of lowest Erebus, Nor aught of blinder vacancy — scooped out By help of dreams, can breed such fear and awe As fall upon us often when we look Into our minds, into the mind of man, My haunt, and the main region of my song.