Truly RuralHoughton Mifflin, 1922 - 219 стор. |
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Сторінка 218 - Prim little scholars are the flowers of her garden, Trained to stand in rows, and asking if they please.
Сторінка 213 - Beauty Among all the ugly mugs of the world we see now and then a face made after the divine pattern. Then, a wonderful thing happens to us; the Blue Bird sings, the golden Splendour shines, and for a queer moment everything seems meaningless save our impulse to follow those fair forms, to follow them to the clear Paradises they promise. Plato assures us that these moments are not (as we are apt to think them) mere blurs and delusions of the senses, but divine revelations; that in a lovely face we...
Сторінка 178 - I should renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh.
Сторінка 212 - My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends — It gives a lovely light!
Сторінка 153 - You never enjoy the world aright till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and crowned with the stars, and perceive yourself to be the sole heir of the whole world, and more than so, because men are in it who are every one sole heirs as well as you.
Сторінка 213 - ... see now and then a face made after the divine pattern. Then, a wonderful thing happens to us; the Blue Bird sings, the golden Splendour shines, and for a queer moment everything seems meaningless save our impulse to follow those fair forms, to follow them to the clear Paradises they promise. Plato assures us that these moments are not (as we are apt to think them) mere blurs and delusions of the senses, but divine revelations; that in a lovely face we see imaged, as in a mirror, the Absolute...
Сторінка 218 - You, my wild one, you tell of honied fieldrose, Violet, blushing eglantine in life; and even as they, They, by the wayside are earnest of your goodness, You are of life's on the banks that line the way.
Сторінка 136 - Our breath, our drop of dew, with shield enough Against that sight till we can bear its stress. Under a vertical sun, the exposed brain And lidless eye and...
Сторінка 73 - The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the Eyes of others only a Green thing that stands in the way.
Сторінка 200 - And through the sacred lilies, And flowers on every side, The happy, dear-bought people Go wandering far and wide...