The Century Guild Hobby Horse, Volumen2K. Paul, Trench and Company, 1887 |
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... touch on those which , from an artistic point of view , are applicable to the circumstances of our own time . The Renaissance is a perpetual witness to man's need for beauty , and of his unquenchable desire to possess it . " So immortal ...
... touch on those which , from an artistic point of view , are applicable to the circumstances of our own time . The Renaissance is a perpetual witness to man's need for beauty , and of his unquenchable desire to possess it . " So immortal ...
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... touch with the larger issues of life , and thus , missing life's mysteries and careless of life's aspirations , they need none of life's symbols , saying with the man whose eye is ever on his own navel , " They care not for any art ...
... touch with the larger issues of life , and thus , missing life's mysteries and careless of life's aspirations , they need none of life's symbols , saying with the man whose eye is ever on his own navel , " They care not for any art ...
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... touch of beauty is symbolic : every touch , the grace of some service . As to engraving and etching , each of these arts 62 ARBITRARY CONDITIONS OF ART .
... touch of beauty is symbolic : every touch , the grace of some service . As to engraving and etching , each of these arts 62 ARBITRARY CONDITIONS OF ART .
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... touch of wondrous flame , That sense and soul revive the same . Summer , with her proud silence and her haze Of heat , her gracious shadows and her maze Of leaves and undergrowths , and rills Dropping asleep beneath the cloudless hills ...
... touch of wondrous flame , That sense and soul revive the same . Summer , with her proud silence and her haze Of heat , her gracious shadows and her maze Of leaves and undergrowths , and rills Dropping asleep beneath the cloudless hills ...
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... touch the deepest chords of feeling , or to fill the sunshine with laughter , according to the mood of the players ; but , above all things , Irish music is the utterance of a Divine sorrow ; not stormy or passionate , but like that of ...
... touch the deepest chords of feeling , or to fill the sunshine with laughter , according to the mood of the players ; but , above all things , Irish music is the utterance of a Divine sorrow ; not stormy or passionate , but like that of ...
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Página 55 - And let them make me a sanctuary; that I may dwell among them. According to all that I shew thee, after the pattern of the tabernacle, and the pattern of all the instruments thereof, even so shall ye make it.
Página 138 - Without Contraries is no progression. Attraction and Repulsion, Reason and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to Human existence. From these contraries spring what the religious call Good & Evil. Good is the passive that obeys Reason. Evil is the active springing from Energy. Good is Heaven. Evil is Hell.
Página 146 - Ezekiel why he eat dung, & lay so long on his right & left side ? he answer'd, "the desire of raising other men into a "perception of the infinite...
Página 116 - Rouze up O Young Men of the New Age! set your foreheads against the ignorant Hirelings! For we have Hirelings in the Camp, the Court & the University: who would if they could, for ever depress Mental & prolong Corporeal War.
Página 80 - In that day there shall be a fountain opened To the house of David and to the inhabitants of Jerusalem For sin and for uncleanness.
Página 142 - Prisons are built with stones of Law, Brothels with bricks of Religion. The pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
Página 147 - The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as I have heard from Hell. For the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at the tree of life, and when he does, the whole creation will be consumed and appear infinite and holy, whereas it now appears finite & corrupt.
Página 142 - Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. The selfish smiling fool. & the sullen frowning fool, shall be both thought wise. that they may be a rod. What is now proved was once, only imagin'd. The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet; watch the roots, the lion, the tyger. the horse, the elephant, watch the fruits. The cistern contains: the fountain overflows One thought, fills immensity. Always be ready to speak your mind, and...
Página 150 - I will ? but he answerd, do not presume О young man, but as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon appear when the darkness passes away. So I remain'd with him sitting in the twisted root of an oak, he was suspended in a fungus which hung with the head downward into the deep. By degrees we beheld the infinite Abyss, fiery as the smoke of a burning city ; beneath us at an immense distance was the sun, black but...
Página 156 - The speary hand burned aloft, unbuckled was the shield; forth went the hand of jealousy among the flaming hair, and hurl'd the new born wonder thro