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... it ; many more than can be explained away by the transference of the Select Course . The size of the classes has practically doubled since the October , 1925 ] Yale University Library JAN 3 '40 2 [ No. 805 Yale Literary Magazine .
... it ; many more than can be explained away by the transference of the Select Course . The size of the classes has practically doubled since the October , 1925 ] Yale University Library JAN 3 '40 2 [ No. 805 Yale Literary Magazine .
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... course there has been no adequately corresponding increase in buildings . When the Memorial Quadrangle was built there was an optimistic impression that the dormitory question was solved for all time . That was a very few years ago . To ...
... course there has been no adequately corresponding increase in buildings . When the Memorial Quadrangle was built there was an optimistic impression that the dormitory question was solved for all time . That was a very few years ago . To ...
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... course , whatever part Arthur played , but Arthur saw her only a small part of the time ; there were the great majority of her waking hours still to account for . It seemed stranger and stranger to Clarkson that she ap- parently ...
... course , whatever part Arthur played , but Arthur saw her only a small part of the time ; there were the great majority of her waking hours still to account for . It seemed stranger and stranger to Clarkson that she ap- parently ...
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... course , but the soft clangor of a bell floated up to them , their call to the mid - day meal . " Maybe I'll tell you why , some time , " said Natalie , gravely , as they rose . In the last words that Natalie had spoken upon the knoll ...
... course , but the soft clangor of a bell floated up to them , their call to the mid - day meal . " Maybe I'll tell you why , some time , " said Natalie , gravely , as they rose . In the last words that Natalie had spoken upon the knoll ...
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... course , one will say , Arlen did not try to be serious ; it was his purpose to be amusing and witty . Look at some of his similes , sentences like : " The sun was red in the face trying to get to Australia through Kensington Gardens ...
... course , one will say , Arlen did not try to be serious ; it was his purpose to be amusing and witty . Look at some of his similes , sentences like : " The sun was red in the face trying to get to Australia through Kensington Gardens ...
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Side 164 - The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other, according to their relative worth and dignity. He diffuses a tone and spirit of unity that blends, and (as it were) fuses, each into each, by that synthetic and magical power to which we have exclusively appropriated the name of imagination.
Side 67 - And how many hours a day did you do lessons?" said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. "Ten hours the first day," said the Mock Turtle: "nine the next, and so on." "What a curious plan!" exclaimed Alice. "That's the reason they're called lessons," the Gryphon remarked: "because they lessen from day to day.
Side 165 - I sang of the dancing stars, I sang of the daedal Earth, And of Heaven — and the giant wars, And Love, and Death, and Birth...
Side 163 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Side 167 - DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly was changed to spring, And gentle odours led my steps astray, Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream, But kissed it and then fled, as thou mightest in dream.
Side 163 - THE EAGLE He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Side 37 - The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread'.
Side 166 - I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.
Side 167 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on...
Side 163 - THE wind flapped loose, the wind was still, Shaken out dead from tree and hill : I had walked on at the wind's will, — I sat now, for the wind was still.