Conversations in a Studio, 第 1 巻Houghton, Mifflin, 1890 - 578 ページ |
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... a juggler forces a card . He is blood - cousin to the intolerable and pertinacious valet de place who bores you out of the galleries and churches on the Continent , spoils for you all the sentiment and beauty of the place.
... a juggler forces a card . He is blood - cousin to the intolerable and pertinacious valet de place who bores you out of the galleries and churches on the Continent , spoils for you all the sentiment and beauty of the place.
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William Wetmore Story. for you all the sentiment and beauty of the place , and will not let you alone to enjoy anything after your own fashion . I confess I sometimes feel that I would rather " rot in ignorance " than be thus led about ...
William Wetmore Story. for you all the sentiment and beauty of the place , and will not let you alone to enjoy anything after your own fashion . I confess I sometimes feel that I would rather " rot in ignorance " than be thus led about ...
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... beauty , the grandeur , the passion , and in the blaze of these all the shad- ows and blots are as nothing , mere spots on the — sun . ANTIPATHETIC CRITICISM . - 17 The anatomical critic 16 CONVERSATIONS IN A STUDIO .
... beauty , the grandeur , the passion , and in the blaze of these all the shad- ows and blots are as nothing , mere spots on the — sun . ANTIPATHETIC CRITICISM . - 17 The anatomical critic 16 CONVERSATIONS IN A STUDIO .
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... beauty , showed herself to the ad- miring eyes of all , looking like Aphrodite as she rose from the sea . Artists were thus inspired , and all the world educated to a knowledge of the hu- man figure and its nude beauty . When they saw a ...
... beauty , showed herself to the ad- miring eyes of all , looking like Aphrodite as she rose from the sea . Artists were thus inspired , and all the world educated to a knowledge of the hu- man figure and its nude beauty . When they saw a ...
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... beauty in our dress , and the outward shows of life are vulgar and ugly . season . M. The worst of it is , that our taste thus be- comes corrupted , and our sensibility to beauty im- paired . Art is driven into a corner , and , scorning ...
... beauty in our dress , and the outward shows of life are vulgar and ugly . season . M. The worst of it is , that our taste thus be- comes corrupted , and our sensibility to beauty im- paired . Art is driven into a corner , and , scorning ...
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84 ページ - ... Shylock, we would have moneys :" — you say so ; You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold : moneys is your suit. What should I say to you ? Should I not say, " Hath a dog money ? is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats...
111 ページ - Never, lago. Like to the Pontic sea, Whose icy current and compulsive course Ne'er feels retiring ebb, but keeps due on To the Propontic and the Hellespont ; Even so my bloody thoughts, with violent pace, Shall ne'er look back, ne'er ebb to humble love. Till that a capable and wide revenge Swallow them up. — Now, by yond marble heaven, In the due reverence of a sacred vow {Kneels, I here engage my words.
107 ページ - Andrew dock'd in sand, Vailing her high top lower than her ribs, To kiss her burial. Should I go to church, And see the holy edifice of stone, And not bethink me straight of dangerous rocks, Which, touching but my gentle vessel's side, Would scatter all her spices on the stream, Enrobe the roaring waters with my silks, And, — in a word, but even now worth this, And now worth nothing...
112 ページ - ... where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling...
281 ページ - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
213 ページ - And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell : but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.
239 ページ - It is the hush of night, and all between Thy margin and the mountains, dusk, yet clear, Mellow'd and mingling, yet distinctly seen. Save darken'd Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
204 ページ - I cannot say he is everywhere alike ; were he so, I should do him injury to compare him with the greatest of mankind. He is many times flat, insipid — his comic wit degenerating into clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great when some great occasion is presented to him...
106 ページ - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
83 ページ - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.