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or what is closer to the truth, when I look at that of which I ma… I fix upon what would give me plea… the satire upon curiousity in whic… than the intensity of the mood;
For authorities whose hopes are shaped by mercenaries? Writers entrapped by teatime fame and by commuters’ comforts? Not for thes…
“No water so still as the dead fountains of Versailles.” No… with swart blind look askance and gondoliering legs, so fine as the chinz china one with fawn—
There is a great amount of poetry… fastidiousness. Certain Ming products, imperial floor coverings… wheel yellow, are well enough in t… that I like better—a
Fanaticism? No. Writing is exci… and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what you will do;
Dürer would have seen a reason for… in a town like this, with eight st… to look at; with the sweet sea air… on a fine day, from water etched with waves as formal as the scales
What is our innocence, what is our guilt? All are naked, none is safe. And whence is courage: the unanswered questio… the resolute doubt,—
With an elephant to ride upon—"wit… she shall outdistance calamity any… Speed is not in her mind inseparab… in the shape of an elephant; she c… to travel laboriously. So far as m…
This institution, perhaps one should say enterprise out of respect for which one says one need not change one’s… about a thing one has believed in,
Beauty and Beauty’s son and rosem… Venus and Love, her son, to speak… born of the sea supposedly, at Christmas each, in company, braids a garland of festivity.
If external action is effete and rhyme is outmoded, I shall revert to you, Habakkuk, as when in a Bible clas… the teacher was speaking of unrhym…
not of silver nor of coral, but of weatherbeaten laurel. Here, he introduced a sea uniform like tapestry; here, a fig-tree; there, a face;
In speaking of ‘aspiration,’ From the recesses of a pen more do… itself, Were you presenting us with one mo… French drollery,
Fragments of sin are a part of me. New brooms shall sweep clean the h… Shall they? Shall they? When this light life shall have pa… God shall redeem me, a castaway.
wade through black jade. Of the crow-blue mussel-shells, on… adjusting the ash-heaps; opening and shutting itself like