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... voices for Scandinavia ; from Italy sounded the song of d'Annunzio ; above all , from France , through which the Spanish - Americans absorbed so much of the foreign influence , echoed the labors of the Parnassians and the Symbolist ...
... voices for Scandinavia ; from Italy sounded the song of d'Annunzio ; above all , from France , through which the Spanish - Americans absorbed so much of the foreign influence , echoed the labors of the Parnassians and the Symbolist ...
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... Voices from the tomb call to him , -voices he has not heard for he knows not how long . Often it grieves him that the dead should be so soon forgotten , as if already he THE " MODERNISTA " RENOVATION 59.
... Voices from the tomb call to him , -voices he has not heard for he knows not how long . Often it grieves him that the dead should be so soon forgotten , as if already he THE " MODERNISTA " RENOVATION 59.
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... Voice ) . Not only are the thoughts such as may be spoken only in a soft , sweet voice , but the very hush of passionate confiding , the soft breath of airy wishes , the deep sense of holy silences , the poignant , THE " MODERNISTA ...
... Voice ) . Not only are the thoughts such as may be spoken only in a soft , sweet voice , but the very hush of passionate confiding , the soft breath of airy wishes , the deep sense of holy silences , the poignant , THE " MODERNISTA ...
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... voice of the landscape . Flee from every form and from every tongue that does not harmonize with the latent rhythm of profound life ; adore life intensely , and let it understand your homage . Look upon the wise owl , how it spreads its ...
... voice of the landscape . Flee from every form and from every tongue that does not harmonize with the latent rhythm of profound life ; adore life intensely , and let it understand your homage . Look upon the wise owl , how it spreads its ...
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... voice that sings ; You know not even of what far - off springs The unseen veins created you of old . May rural gods preserve your lonely peace ! Still may the sighing leaves , the sobbing breeze , Down the low murmurs of your scanty ...
... voice that sings ; You know not even of what far - off springs The unseen veins created you of old . May rural gods preserve your lonely peace ! Still may the sighing leaves , the sobbing breeze , Down the low murmurs of your scanty ...
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Alma América Amado Nervo America Ariel artist attitude Azul beauty behold Blanco Blanco-Fombona Bolívar born called Casal Castilian century Chocano color conception continental Crispín critic death deep desire Díaz Mirón dream early Eguren epic epoch Epopeya essay eternal feels French glory González grief Gutiérrez Nájera heart Hugo human ideal influence inspiration intellectual José José Asunción Silva José Enrique Rodó JOSÉ SANTOS CHOCANO Julián del Casal labors language later literary literature live lyric Manuel Gutiérrez Nájera Martí Mexican modern modernist nation nature Nervo never night pantheism Parnassianism passion personality philosophy poem poet poet's poetic poetry political possesses Prosas Profanas prose reveals Rodó Rodó's Rubén Darío seems sense Silva sincerity sing song sonnet soul Spain Spanish Spanish America Spanish-American Spanish-American literature speak spirit style symbol Symbolists things thought tion truth Verlaine verse voice words writers youth
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Page 227 - It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion ; it is easy in solitude to live after our own ; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.
Page 93 - The thing which hath been, it is that which shall be ; and that which is done, is that which shall be done ; and there is no new thing under the sun.
Page 163 - ¡Juventud, divino tesoro; ya te vas para no volver ! . . . Cuando quiero llorar, no lloro, ya veces lloro sin querer...
Page 9 - Car nous voulons la Nuance encor, Pas la couleur, rien que la nuance!
Page 64 - Una noche, una noche toda llena de murmullos, de perfumes y de músicas de alas; una noche en que ardían en la sombra nupcial y húmeda las luciérnagas fantásticas, a mi lado lentamente, contra mí ceñida toda, muda y pálida, como si un presentimiento de amarguras infinitas...
Page 182 - ... as the case may be (if, indeed, I do not transcend the creature), but which, anyhow, is all that can ever come within my knowledge of his soul. The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and about all time.
Page 158 - ÍNCLITAS razas ubérrimas, sangre de Hispania fecunda, espíritus fraternos, luminosas almas, ¡salve! Porque llega el momento en que habrán de cantar nuevos himnos lenguas de gloria. Un vasto rumor llena los ámbitos; mágicas ondas de vida van renaciendo de pronto...
Page 167 - Un gran vuelo de cuervos mancha el azul celeste. Un soplo milenario trae amagos de peste. Se asesinan los hombres en el extremo Este. ¿Ha nacido el apocalíptico Anticristo? Se han sabido presagios y prodigios se han visto y parece inminente el retorno de Cristo.
Page 30 - Mi duquesita, la que me adora, No tiene humos de gran señora: Es la griseta de Paul de Kock. No baila Boston, y desconoce De las carreras el alto goce, Y los placeres del five o'clock.
Page 154 - En mi jardín se vio una estatua bella; se juzgó mármol y era carne viva; un alma joven habitaba en ella, sentimental, sensible, sensitiva.