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... woman voluntarily to prevent the birth of the mature fruit of her womb . Without aspiring to the most distant comparison of myself with you , one of the loftiest mental phenomena of the century , I may yet take for my example the ...
... woman voluntarily to prevent the birth of the mature fruit of her womb . Without aspiring to the most distant comparison of myself with you , one of the loftiest mental phenomena of the century , I may yet take for my example the ...
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... woman snaps her fingers at nature by framing the brown tones of her face in copper - red or golden - yellow ; yonder blue - eyed fair , with a complexion of milk and roses , intensifies the bright- ness of her cheeks by a setting of ...
... woman snaps her fingers at nature by framing the brown tones of her face in copper - red or golden - yellow ; yonder blue - eyed fair , with a complexion of milk and roses , intensifies the bright- ness of her cheeks by a setting of ...
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... woman snaps her fingers at nature by framing the brown tones of her face in copper - red or golden - yellow ; yonder blue - eyed fair , with a complexion of milk and roses , intensifies the bright- ness of her cheeks by a setting of ...
... woman snaps her fingers at nature by framing the brown tones of her face in copper - red or golden - yellow ; yonder blue - eyed fair , with a complexion of milk and roses , intensifies the bright- ness of her cheeks by a setting of ...
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... woman in ball - dress , a Christ robed in correct Oriental gear , and with an orthodox halo , acts a scene out of the Gospel ; or before Raffaelli's topers and cut - throats of the purlieus of Paris , drawn in high relief , but painted ...
... woman in ball - dress , a Christ robed in correct Oriental gear , and with an orthodox halo , acts a scene out of the Gospel ; or before Raffaelli's topers and cut - throats of the purlieus of Paris , drawn in high relief , but painted ...
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... woman sitting on a curb - stone . He asks himself what that could possibly mean . ' In extreme cases this morbid attitude amounts to hallucinations , which , as a rule , affect the hearing ; but it can also influence sight and the other ...
... woman sitting on a curb - stone . He asks himself what that could possibly mean . ' In extreme cases this morbid attitude amounts to hallucinations , which , as a rule , affect the hearing ; but it can also influence sight and the other ...
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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.