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... healthy impulses with the knife of the assassin or the bomb of the dynamiter , instead of with pen and pencil . Some among these degenerates in literature , music , and painting have in recent years come into extraordinary prominence ...
... healthy impulses with the knife of the assassin or the bomb of the dynamiter , instead of with pen and pencil . Some among these degenerates in literature , music , and painting have in recent years come into extraordinary prominence ...
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... healthy , normal type of the species , with capacities for develop- ment , but will form a new sub - species , which , like all others , possesses the capacity of transmitting to its offspring , in a continuously increasing degree , its ...
... healthy , normal type of the species , with capacities for develop- ment , but will form a new sub - species , which , like all others , possesses the capacity of transmitting to its offspring , in a continuously increasing degree , its ...
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... healthy persons , who , from any transient cause , such as illness , exhaustion , or any mental shock , have been temporarily weakened . Nevertheless it is a phenomenon rarely absent in a degenerate . He laughs until he sheds tears , or ...
... healthy persons , who , from any transient cause , such as illness , exhaustion , or any mental shock , have been temporarily weakened . Nevertheless it is a phenomenon rarely absent in a degenerate . He laughs until he sheds tears , or ...
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... healthy humanity can find no use . * Roubinovitch , op . cit . , p . 33 . If + Lombroso , Genie und Irrsinn ; German translation by A. Courth . Reclam's Universal Bibliothek , Bde . 2313-16 . See also in particular , J. F. Nisbet , The ...
... healthy humanity can find no use . * Roubinovitch , op . cit . , p . 33 . If + Lombroso , Genie und Irrsinn ; German translation by A. Courth . Reclam's Universal Bibliothek , Bde . 2313-16 . See also in particular , J. F. Nisbet , The ...
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... healthy censor who does not allow himself to be prejudiced by the noisy admiration of critics , themselves degenerates : and will always prevent his mistaking the mattoid for the same exceptional man who opens out new paths for humanity ...
... healthy censor who does not allow himself to be prejudiced by the noisy admiration of critics , themselves degenerates : and will always prevent his mistaking the mattoid for the same exceptional man who opens out new paths for humanity ...
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activity æsthetic Alving appear artistic association of ideas atavism attention awaken Baudelaire beautiful become Bernick brain Catulle Mendès character colour consciousness crime criminal degenerate disease Doll's House ego-maniac egoism Ellida emotion evil excited existence expression external world eyes fact feeling fin-de-siècle folie à deux French German give healthy Hedda Gabler Hence Hjalmar human hysteria hysterical Ibsen imagination imbecile imitation impressions impulses individual insane instinct invented Kreutzer Sonata literature living Lombroso MALEINE mania marriage Maurice Barrès means megalomania mental mind moral movement mystic nature nervous never Nietzsche Nietzsche's Nora novels observation organic Paris Parnassians Parsifal peculiarities perceive perception persons phenomena phenomenon Philistine picture pleasure poems poet poetry pre-Raphaelites present reader realist recognise Rosmer Rosmersholm says sense sexual society soul speak suffering symbol Symbolists Théophile Gautier things thought tion Tolstoi true truth Wagner whole wish woman words Zola
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Page 77 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 79 - When round his head the aureole clings, And he is clothed in white, I'll take his hand and go with him To the deep wells of light; As unto a stream we will step down, And bathe there in God's sight.
Page 283 - Le silence, l'espace affreux et captivant... Sur le fond de mes nuits Dieu de son doigt savant Dessine un cauchemar multiforme et sans trêve.
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Page 311 - Where, if not from the Impressionists, do we get those wonderful brown fogs that come creeping down our streets, blurring the gas-lamps and changing the houses into monstrous shadows? To whom, if not to them and their master, do we owe the lovely silver mists that brood over our river, and turn to faint forms of fading pace curved bridge and swaying barge?
Page 79 - Nothing: the autumn fall of leaves. The whole year sets apace,) It was the rampart of God's house That she was standing on; By God built over the sheer depth The which is Space begun; So high, that looking downward thence She scarce could see the sun.
Page 75 - A pitiful poor woman, shrunk and old, I am, and nothing learn'd in letter-lore. Within my parish-cloister I behold A painted Heaven where harps and lutes adore, And eke an Hell whose damned folk seethe full sore: One bringeth fear, the other joy to me.
Page 79 - will seek the groves Where the lady Mary is, With her five handmaidens, whose names Are five sweet symphonies, Cecily, Gertrude, Magdalen, Margaret and Rosalys.
Page 277 - Le végétal irrégulier, Et, peintre fier de mon génie, Je savourais dans mon tableau L'enivrante monotonie Du métal, du marbre et de l'eau. Babel d'escaliers et d'arcades, C'était un palais infini, Plein de bassins et de cascades Tombant dans l'or mat ou bruni ; Et des cataractes pesantes, Gomme des rideaux de cristal, Se suspendaient, éblouissantes, A des murailles de métal.
Page 115 - Flottent gris les chênes Des forêts prochaines Parmi les buées. Le ciel est de cuivre Sans lueur aucune ; On croirait voir vivre Et mourir la lune. Corneille poussive, Et vous, les loups maigres. Par ces bises aigres Quoi donc vous arrive ? Dans l'interminable Ennui de la plaine, La neige incertaine Luit comme du sable.