The Sewanee Review, Volume 23University of the South, 1915 |
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... thought or of events may have brought into high light some phases of the matter which the term attempts to identify , will have obscured or completely dark- ened other phases , and lo ! the process of clarification is all undone . For ...
... thought or of events may have brought into high light some phases of the matter which the term attempts to identify , will have obscured or completely dark- ened other phases , and lo ! the process of clarification is all undone . For ...
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... thought and language , and their relation to one another and to the growing or at least the varied and changing life of man , this must be so . For it is the popular mind that is the maker of language , vital language , the current coin ...
... thought and language , and their relation to one another and to the growing or at least the varied and changing life of man , this must be so . For it is the popular mind that is the maker of language , vital language , the current coin ...
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habit of thought . She observed men and women because she loved them . She knew that their faults were her faults ... thoughts spoke as much in her gestures and the carriage of her body as in the quick grace of her Parisian tongue . And ...
habit of thought . She observed men and women because she loved them . She knew that their faults were her faults ... thoughts spoke as much in her gestures and the carriage of her body as in the quick grace of her Parisian tongue . And ...
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... thoughts , dark hours will intrude , will overcome us like a summer cloud , and then we get out Pascal or Nicole and hurry to the altar . Yes , she is mean and low and base , she says . When she sees people too happy it fills her with ...
... thoughts , dark hours will intrude , will overcome us like a summer cloud , and then we get out Pascal or Nicole and hurry to the altar . Yes , she is mean and low and base , she says . When she sees people too happy it fills her with ...
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... thought fine letters . They 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 ...
... thought fine letters . They 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 ...
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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.