The Living Age, 262 tomasLiving Age Company, 1909 |
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... reason of Swinburne's fanatical objection to Euripides , which has even puzzled Dr. Verrall . On the occasion of the appearance of the review quoted above , I found Swinburne in a fine fit of the tantrums . He poured out his indignation ...
... reason of Swinburne's fanatical objection to Euripides , which has even puzzled Dr. Verrall . On the occasion of the appearance of the review quoted above , I found Swinburne in a fine fit of the tantrums . He poured out his indignation ...
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... reason why the birds should lie in one field more than another . But in recalling the hap- piest conditions my mind runs to that amphitheatre in the hills , the purple mountains all round , the marsh en- croaching on the lake , and the ...
... reason why the birds should lie in one field more than another . But in recalling the hap- piest conditions my mind runs to that amphitheatre in the hills , the purple mountains all round , the marsh en- croaching on the lake , and the ...
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... reason- ably condense them into one assertion -that man stands in a definite relation- ship to the infinite . The realization of this is not constant like the bodily sense of touch or of sight ; it comes and goes irresponsibly , born of ...
... reason- ably condense them into one assertion -that man stands in a definite relation- ship to the infinite . The realization of this is not constant like the bodily sense of touch or of sight ; it comes and goes irresponsibly , born of ...
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... reason ... do thou , since thou hast reason , and they have none , make use of them with a generous and liberal spirit . " doubt the aim of the Stoics in cultivat- ing compassion was the right aim . But the Stoics were terrible prigs ...
... reason ... do thou , since thou hast reason , and they have none , make use of them with a generous and liberal spirit . " doubt the aim of the Stoics in cultivat- ing compassion was the right aim . But the Stoics were terrible prigs ...
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... reason why painting should not be used to point a moral , if it is done with sincere intent and not merely as a cheap appeal to our emotions ; and this impresses one as sincere ; it is at any rate , powerfully put . In those which we ...
... reason why painting should not be used to point a moral , if it is done with sincere intent and not merely as a cheap appeal to our emotions ; and this impresses one as sincere ; it is at any rate , powerfully put . In those which we ...
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A. C. Swinburne American asked Aumur beautiful Bess birds Blackwood's Magazine Bradstone called Charles Hapgood Cornhill Magazine course cried dear door England English eyes fact father feel Franz Ferdinand French German girl give Greek green Hague school hand Hardy head heart human ical Jack Norris Jacob Maris Joseph Skipsey Kaptein Kitty Lady land less light LIVING AGE look Lord Maxwell ment Meredith mind Miss morning nature naval ness never night once painting passed perhaps person picture Pierre poet poetry present Rittmeister road round salamanders Saleh seems Shakespeare Sheba soul speak spirit spotbill stand Stephen stood story Swinburne Swinburne's Tabriz tell Thibaut things thou thought tion to-day Triple Entente turned verse whole woman word Worters write young
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