The Bookman: A Literary Journal, Том 47Dodd, Mead and Company, 1918 |
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... seems to possess no tenacities of judgment , no loyal- ties , no fine discriminations . Had it not been for the sensational success of Galli - Curci , it would probably have failed to support the Chicago Opera Association , although ...
... seems to possess no tenacities of judgment , no loyal- ties , no fine discriminations . Had it not been for the sensational success of Galli - Curci , it would probably have failed to support the Chicago Opera Association , although ...
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... seems to me , stand apart and by themselves in the body of my work . Even before appearing in book - form Youth was very well received . It lies on me to confess at last , and this is as good a place for it as another , that I have been ...
... seems to me , stand apart and by themselves in the body of my work . Even before appearing in book - form Youth was very well received . It lies on me to confess at last , and this is as good a place for it as another , that I have been ...
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... thinking about it ; and this revision of the dialogue by Williams counted be- cause his work was intelligently di- rected . Sparkling dialogue that seems so spontaneous on the lips of the players has been. 44 CHRONICLE AND COMMENT.
... thinking about it ; and this revision of the dialogue by Williams counted be- cause his work was intelligently di- rected . Sparkling dialogue that seems so spontaneous on the lips of the players has been. 44 CHRONICLE AND COMMENT.
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... seems to follow rather than to precede love . Love thus takes on , as it ought to , something of the beauty of holi ness . In Fasten your hair with a golden pin , And bind up every wandering tress ; I bade my heart build these poor ...
... seems to follow rather than to precede love . Love thus takes on , as it ought to , something of the beauty of holi ness . In Fasten your hair with a golden pin , And bind up every wandering tress ; I bade my heart build these poor ...
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... seems to be talking in his sleep just when he ought to be wide awake . But more regard him as worse than harmless , for they cannot understand how , in the midst of political ex- citement , he can calmly go on writ ing poems and lyrical ...
... seems to be talking in his sleep just when he ought to be wide awake . But more regard him as worse than harmless , for they cannot understand how , in the midst of political ex- citement , he can calmly go on writ ing poems and lyrical ...
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Страница 296 - And only the Master shall praise us. and only the Master shall blame: And no one shall work for money. and no one shall work for fame. But each for the joy of the working. and each. in his separate star. Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are!
Страница 548 - Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own.
Страница 98 - In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row. That mark our place; and in the sky The larks still bravely singing fly, Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead, short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Страница 432 - THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman.
Страница 65 - Even if we grant that exalted poetry can be kept successful by itself, the strong things of life are needed in poetry also, to show that what is exalted, or tender, is not made by feeble blood. It may almost be said that before verse can be human again it must learn to be brutal.
Страница 60 - What need you, being come to sense, But fumble in a greasy till And add the halfpence to the pence And prayer to shivering prayer, until You have dried the marrow from the bone? For men were born to pray and save: Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, It's with O'Leary in the grave.
Страница 128 - Booth led boldly with his big bass drum — (Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?) The Saints smiled gravely and they said: "He's come." (Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb...
Страница 531 - Columbia, any woman or girl for the purpose of prostitution or debauchery, or for any other immoral purpose...
Страница 129 - Master thro' the flag-filled air. Christ came gently with a robe and crown For Booth the soldier, while the throng knelt down. He saw King Jesus. They were face to face, And he knelt a-weeping in that holy place. Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Страница 69 - The heaped-up sods upon the fire, The pile of turf against the wall ! To have a clock with weights and chains And pendulum swinging up and down! A dresser filled with shining delph, Speckled and white and blue and brown! I could be busy all the day Clearing and sweeping hearth and floor, And fixing on their shelf again My white and blue and speckled store! I could be quiet there at night Beside the fire and by myself, Sure of a bed and loth to leave The ticking clock and the shining delph!