The Sewanee Review, Volume 23University of the South, 1915 |
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... Death of Elizabeth , Vol . I , by Edward P. Cheyney ( Edward Raymond Turner ) , 115. History of the United States , The Riverside , edited by William E. Dodd ( S. L. Ware ) , 380. How to See a Play , Richard Burton ( Archibald Henderson ) ...
... Death of Elizabeth , Vol . I , by Edward P. Cheyney ( Edward Raymond Turner ) , 115. History of the United States , The Riverside , edited by William E. Dodd ( S. L. Ware ) , 380. How to See a Play , Richard Burton ( Archibald Henderson ) ...
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... 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 such a time can have come only from a man of rare culture ; and no man of 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 such a time can have come only from a man of rare culture ; and no man of his ...
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... death finishes the tale . It is not culture , indeed , that can bestow upon its possessor the power to face with a calm mind long - continued disappoint- ment and failure . It is not culture that can enable him to pass with fortitude ...
... death finishes the tale . It is not culture , indeed , that can bestow upon its possessor the power to face with a calm mind long - continued disappoint- ment and failure . It is not culture that can enable him to pass with fortitude ...
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... death completed the tale of the first four Christian rulers of an empire truly purple - purple every foot of it with a purple deeper than the dye of the Phoenician murex . The Great Emperor - the last of three brothers - was smitten ...
... death completed the tale of the first four Christian rulers of an empire truly purple - purple every foot of it with a purple deeper than the dye of the Phoenician murex . The Great Emperor - the last of three brothers - was smitten ...
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... death to ascend the imperial throne - he was the last male descendant of an illustrious emperor . And he was too much of a soldier and patriot to de- sire an empire - wracking conflict within the imperial domains- such a conflict as ...
... death to ascend the imperial throne - he was the last male descendant of an illustrious emperor . And he was too much of a soldier and patriot to de- sire an empire - wracking conflict within the imperial domains- such a conflict as ...
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Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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
Page 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.