The Twentieth Century, Volum 95

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Nineteenth Century and After, 1924
 

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Pàgina 413 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Pàgina 413 - Thus was this place, A happy rural seat of various view : Groves whose rich trees wept odorous gums and balm ; Others whose fruit, burnished with golden rind, Hung amiable — Hesperian fables true, If true, here only — and of delicious taste.
Pàgina 113 - TAXES upon every article which enters into the mouth, or covers the back, or is placed under the foot — taxes upon everything which it is pleasant to see, hear, feel, smell, or taste — taxes upon warmth, light, and locomotion — taxes on everything on earth, and the waters under the earth...
Pàgina 699 - Mais savez-vous aussi comme on parle de vous? Gardez-vous, dira l'un, de cet esprit critique : On ne sait bien souvent quelle mouche le pique. Mais c'est un jeune fou qui se croit tout permis, Et qui pour un bon mot va perdre vingt amis *. Il ne pardonne pas aux vers de la Pucelle, Et croit régler le monde au gré de sa cervelle.
Pàgina 371 - Ghost. Do not forget. This visitation Is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose.
Pàgina 440 - A Dandy is a Clotheswearing man, a Man whose trade, office, and existence consists in the wearing of Clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, purse, and person is heroically consecrated to this one object, the wearing of Clothes wisely and well : so that as others dress to live, he lives to dress.
Pàgina 725 - The Ball no question makes of Ayes and Noes, But Here or There as strikes the Player goes; And He that toss'd you down into the Field, He knows about it all — HE knows — HE knows!
Pàgina 72 - Wear your learning, like your watch, in a private pocket : and do not pull it out and strike it ; merely to show that you have one.
Pàgina 390 - Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific— and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise— Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Pàgina 418 - I do not know whether I am singular in my opinion, but, for my own part, I would rather look upon a tree in all its luxuriancy and diffusion of boughs and branches, than when it is thus cut and trimmed into a mathematical figure; and cannot but fancy that an orchard in flower looks infinitely more delightful than all the little labyrinths of the most finished parterre.

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