All Manner of Folk: Interpretations and StudiesG. Richards, Limited, 1912 - 206 стор. |
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... never so beautiful , must end . The day of the pedant is over . We are tired of his chatter . He is barren . Beauty , Freedom , Love , Art , have all withered in his hands ; they have faded not for lack of argument - they have had ...
... never so beautiful , must end . The day of the pedant is over . We are tired of his chatter . He is barren . Beauty , Freedom , Love , Art , have all withered in his hands ; they have faded not for lack of argument - they have had ...
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... never be any- thing more . Real Freedom begins deep down in the consciousness of the individual ; it is the stuff of variation and growth , the fuel of life . " Freedom is the will to be responsible for oneself , " and 24 ALL MANNER OF ...
... never be any- thing more . Real Freedom begins deep down in the consciousness of the individual ; it is the stuff of variation and growth , the fuel of life . " Freedom is the will to be responsible for oneself , " and 24 ALL MANNER OF ...
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... circumstances , amenable to their authority ; if they only hurt himself , he is never amenable . " That is the only way to preserve those precious and inestimable qualities which go to the making of in- dividuality 26 ALL MANNER OF FOLK.
... circumstances , amenable to their authority ; if they only hurt himself , he is never amenable . " That is the only way to preserve those precious and inestimable qualities which go to the making of in- dividuality 26 ALL MANNER OF FOLK.
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... Never prophesy unless you know , " said Mark Twain ; and how can one anticipate the eccentricities of a free people ? But this is certain : the revolt will not be political , it will not be industrial , it will not be ethical . Such ...
... Never prophesy unless you know , " said Mark Twain ; and how can one anticipate the eccentricities of a free people ? But this is certain : the revolt will not be political , it will not be industrial , it will not be ethical . Such ...
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... never was a more uniform age than the present , in spite of our superficial variations . But such variations as we have to - day do not deceive those who look beneath the surface . In a society where everyone is alike , it is bad form ...
... never was a more uniform age than the present , in spite of our superficial variations . But such variations as we have to - day do not deceive those who look beneath the surface . In a society where everyone is alike , it is bad form ...
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Сторінка 96 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit, and hear each other groan...
Сторінка 96 - Horror the soul of the plot. But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude! A blood-red thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude! It writhes! - it writhes! - with mortal pangs The mimes become its food, And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbued.
Сторінка 35 - How pleasant to know Mr Lear ! Who has written such volumes of stuff ! Some think him ill-tempered and queer, But a few think him pleasant enough.
Сторінка 97 - Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her, And tempted her out of her gloom, And conquered her scruples and gloom ; And we passed to the end of the vista, But were stopped by the door of a tomb, By the door of a legended tomb ; And I said — "What is written, sweet sister, On the door of this legended tomb?" She replied — "Ulalume — Ulalume — 'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!
Сторінка 47 - I will stand here for humanity, and though I would make it kind, I would make it true. Let us affront and reprimand the smooth mediocrity and squalid contentment of the times, and hurl in the face of custom, and trade, and office, the fact which is the upshot of all history, that there is...
Сторінка 98 - When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead, Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee, Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death. From me to thee glad serenades, Dances for thee I propose saluting thee, adornments and feastings for thee, And the sights of the open landscape and the high-spread sky are fitting, And life and the fields, and the huge and thoughtful night.
Сторінка 99 - From a spring but a very few Feet under ground — From a cavern not very far Down under ground. And ah ! let it never Be foolishly said That my room it is gloomy And narrow my bed; For man never slept In a different bed — And, to sleep, you must slumber In just such a bed. My tantalized spirit Here blandly reposes, Forgetting or never Regretting its roses — Its old agitations Of myrtles and roses : For now, while so quietly Lying, it fancies A holier odour About it of .pansies — A rosemary...
Сторінка 19 - It is the only civilized form of autobiography, as it deals not with the events, but with the thoughts of one's life; not with life's physical accidents of deed or circumstance, but with the spiritual moods and imaginative passions of the mind. I am always amused by the silly vanity of those writers and artists of our day who seem to imagine that the primary function of the critic is to chatter about their second-rate work.
Сторінка 63 - Hartley's feet. They're all together this time, and the end is come. May the Almighty God have mercy on Bartley's soul, and on Michael's soul, and on the souls of Sheamus and Patch, and Stephen and Shawn (bending her head) ; and may He have mercy on my soul, Nora, and on the soul of every one is left living in the world.
Сторінка 66 - Come along with me now, lady of the house, and it's not my blather you'll be hearing only, but you'll be hearing the herons crying out over the black lakes, and you'll be hearing the grouse and the owls with them, and the larks and the big thrushes when the days are warm...