The Advance of the American Short StoryDodd, Mead, 1923 - 302 lappuses |
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1.–5. rezultāts no 25.
6. lappuse
... play and the jazz band , has sunk into the fens of utter spiritual indifference and apish imitation of the herd , the conquest of the machine will be complete , and the slave and the master will have changed places , as they have ...
... play and the jazz band , has sunk into the fens of utter spiritual indifference and apish imitation of the herd , the conquest of the machine will be complete , and the slave and the master will have changed places , as they have ...
8. lappuse
... play , as they have confessed to me , but their work is finding its way into the textbooks to be duly codified in turn and to be admired for qualities which it fortunately does not possess . There is an obvious parallel between this ...
... play , as they have confessed to me , but their work is finding its way into the textbooks to be duly codified in turn and to be admired for qualities which it fortunately does not possess . There is an obvious parallel between this ...
33. lappuse
... play the fiddle and French - horn . " In this ambition he succeeded perfectly , and the measure of his success is the felicity with which he balances romantic feeling and classic form . The answer to those who dismiss Irving from ...
... play the fiddle and French - horn . " In this ambition he succeeded perfectly , and the measure of his success is the felicity with which he balances romantic feeling and classic form . The answer to those who dismiss Irving from ...
53. lappuse
... played upon the inner reëchoing tones of what his imagination presented to him . The vision in the dream has a double quality . First we find the outward fact rendered discreetly with a certain reticence . Behind this outward fact lies ...
... played upon the inner reëchoing tones of what his imagination presented to him . The vision in the dream has a double quality . First we find the outward fact rendered discreetly with a certain reticence . Behind this outward fact lies ...
78. lappuse
... play strange and wonderful parts on the human stage , and we know that he sometimes in waking dream 1 New Essays towards a Critical Method , 1897 , pp . 129-30 . 2 The Poetic Mind , 1922 , p . 103 . seemed to remember having played them ...
... play strange and wonderful parts on the human stage , and we know that he sometimes in waking dream 1 New Essays towards a Critical Method , 1897 , pp . 129-30 . 2 The Poetic Mind , 1922 , p . 103 . seemed to remember having played them ...
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179. lappuse - Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind. Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die The unexplained glory flies above them Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom A field where a thousand corpses lie. Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches, Raged at his breast, gulped...
49. lappuse - No author, without a trial, can conceive of the difficulty of writing a romance about a country where there is no shadow, no antiquity, no mystery, no picturesque and gloomy wrong, nor anything but a commonplace prosperity, in broad and simple daylight, as is happily the case with my dear native land.
50. lappuse - ... the truth of the human heart— has fairly a right to present that truth under circumstances, to a great extent, of the writer's own choosing or creation. If he think fit, also, he may so manage his atmospherical medium as to bring out or mellow the lights and deepen and enrich the shadows of the picture.
82. lappuse - A skilful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought out, he then invents such incidents — he then combines such events that may best aid him in establishing this preconceived effect.
81. lappuse - I prefer commencing with the consideration of an effect. Keeping originality always in view — for he is false to himself who ventures to dispense with so obvious and so easily attainable a source of interest — I say to myself, in the first place, "Of the innumerable effects, or impressions, of which the heart, the intellect or (more generally) the soul is susceptible, what one shall I, on the present occasion, choose?
78. lappuse - I believe, noticed in the schools— that in our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
82. lappuse - In the whole composition there should be no word written of which the tendency, direct or indirect, is not to the one preestablished design.
131. lappuse - She sits up, by her dying fire, far into the night, under the spell of recognitions on which she finds the last sharpness suddenly wait. It is a representation simply of her motionlessly seeing^ and an attempt withal to make the mere still lucidity of her act as " interesting " as the surprise of a caravan or the idcntification of a pirate.
47. lappuse - I sat down by the wayside of life like a man under enchantment, and a shrubbery sprung up around me, and the bushes grew to be saplings, and the saplings became trees, until no exit appeared possible through the entangling depths of my obscurity.
62. lappuse - Bartleby. But nothing stirred. I paused; then went close up to him; stooped over, and saw that his dim eyes were open; otherwise he seemed profoundly sleeping. Something prompted me to touch him. I felt his hand, when a tingling shiver ran up my arm and down my spine to my feet. The round face of the grub-man peered upon me now. "His dinner is ready. Won't he dine to-day, either? Or does he live without dining?" "Lives without dining,