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... wonder at lines , colours , and what not ? Paint the soul , never mind the legs and arms ! Rub all out , try at it a second time . Oh , that white smallish female with the breasts , She's just my niece . . . Herodias , I would say ...
... wonder at lines , colours , and what not ? Paint the soul , never mind the legs and arms ! Rub all out , try at it a second time . Oh , that white smallish female with the breasts , She's just my niece . . . Herodias , I would say ...
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... judge ! You speak no Latin more than I , belike- However , you're my man , you've seen the world 279 The sig- nificance of flesh : he foretells Mas- saccio's greatness Art God to men -The beauty and the wonder and FRA LIPPO LIPPI 27.
... judge ! You speak no Latin more than I , belike- However , you're my man , you've seen the world 279 The sig- nificance of flesh : he foretells Mas- saccio's greatness Art God to men -The beauty and the wonder and FRA LIPPO LIPPI 27.
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Robert Browning. Art God to men -The beauty and the wonder and the power , Interprets The shapes of things , their colours , lights and shades , Changes , surprises , and God made it all ! -For what ? do you feel thankful , ay or no ...
Robert Browning. Art God to men -The beauty and the wonder and the power , Interprets The shapes of things , their colours , lights and shades , Changes , surprises , and God made it all ! -For what ? do you feel thankful , ay or no ...
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... wonder , when the kissing had to stop ? " " 15 " Dust and ashes ! So you creak it , and I want the heart to scold . Dear dead women , with such hair , too - what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their bosoms ? I feel ...
... wonder , when the kissing had to stop ? " " 15 " Dust and ashes ! So you creak it , and I want the heart to scold . Dear dead women , with such hair , too - what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their bosoms ? I feel ...
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... chapel sweet , And care about the fresco's loss , And wish for our souls a like retreat , And wonder at the moss . She shall revisit the scene with him in spirit 35 How sights and sounds conspired to unite the lovers BY THE FIRE - SIDE 4I.
... chapel sweet , And care about the fresco's loss , And wish for our souls a like retreat , And wonder at the moss . She shall revisit the scene with him in spirit 35 How sights and sounds conspired to unite the lovers BY THE FIRE - SIDE 4I.
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Page 28 - For, don't you mark ? we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted — better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that; God uses us to help each other so, Lending our minds out.
Page 12 - But the time will come, — at last it will, When, Evelyn Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay ? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red — And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead.
Page 11 - Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead ! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her bed; She plucked that piece of geranium-flower, Beginning to die too...
Page 11 - Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had scarcely heard my name ; It was not her time to love ; beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little...
Page 12 - No, indeed, for God above Is great to grant, as mighty to make ; And creates the love to reward the love : I claim you still, for my own love's sake...
Page 150 - Had you, with these the same, but brought a mind! Some women do so. Had the mouth there urged, "God and the glory! never care for gain, The present by the future, what is that? Live for fame, side by side with Agnolo! Rafael is waiting: up to God, all three!
Page 266 - He, whom we convoy to his grave aloft, Singing together, He was a man born with thy face and throat, Lyric Apollo! Long he lived nameless: how should Spring take note Winter would follow? Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone! Cramped and diminished, Moaned he, "New measures, other feet anon! My dance is finished"?
Page 241 - O world, as God has made it! All is beauty: And knowing this, is love, and love is duty.
Page 106 - The air broke into a mist with bells, The old walls rocked with the crowd and cries. Had I said, "Good folk, mere noise repels — But give me your sun from yonder skies!" They had answered, "And afterward, what else?
Page 228 - ... populace famished for news — Life or death. The whole earth was awakened, hell loosed with her crews; And the stars of night beat with emotion, and tingled and shot Out in fire the strong pain of pent knowledge: but I fainted not, For the Hand still impelled me at once and supported, suppressed All the tumult, and quenched it with quiet, and holy behest, Till the rapture was shut in itself, and the earth sank to rest.