Essays in History and ArtW. Blackwood and sons, 1862 - 526 páginas |
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... character of those impressions . He lacks the turn of mind by which a man is enabled to " know himself ; " and hence , when he comes to expound his views , founded upon those impressions , he not seldom arrives at most absurd ...
... character of those impressions . He lacks the turn of mind by which a man is enabled to " know himself ; " and hence , when he comes to expound his views , founded upon those impressions , he not seldom arrives at most absurd ...
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... character to the soul , yet so rarely met with , that the spirit yearns towards it as to a visitor from a higher sphere from which we are exiles , and for which , in such moments , our heart is pining , it may be unconsciously , as does ...
... character to the soul , yet so rarely met with , that the spirit yearns towards it as to a visitor from a higher sphere from which we are exiles , and for which , in such moments , our heart is pining , it may be unconsciously , as does ...
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... character , and by no means inviting to the general reader ; but it contains a great deal of valuable matter for those who are employed in work which requires taste in colouring . M. Chevreul's book , in fact , is an account of his ...
... character , and by no means inviting to the general reader ; but it contains a great deal of valuable matter for those who are employed in work which requires taste in colouring . M. Chevreul's book , in fact , is an account of his ...
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... character pertaining to his model , or if a face , to most eyes commonplace , strike him by one of those expressions which he judges to belong only to men animated by noble ideas in politics , science , arts , or literature , then it is ...
... character pertaining to his model , or if a face , to most eyes commonplace , strike him by one of those expressions which he judges to belong only to men animated by noble ideas in politics , science , arts , or literature , then it is ...
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Robert Hogarth Patterson. REAL AND IDEAL BEAUTY BEAUTY is so Protean in form and character that it were vain to seek to describe or criticise all its manifestations . The emotions of Mind , the incidents of Life , the forms of Nature ...
Robert Hogarth Patterson. REAL AND IDEAL BEAUTY BEAUTY is so Protean in form and character that it were vain to seek to describe or criticise all its manifestations . The emotions of Mind , the incidents of Life , the forms of Nature ...
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Página 195 - ... a sum of not less than one lac of rupees in each year shall be set apart and applied to the revival and improvement of literature and the encouragement of the learned Natives of India, and for the introduction and promotion of a knowledge of the sciences among the inhabitants of the British Territories in India...
Página 362 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.