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Among of green stiff old
As the cat climbed over the top of the jamcloset first the right
A power-house in the shape of a red brick chair 90 feet high on the seat of which
This horrible but superb painting the parable of the blind without a red in the composition shows a group of beggars leading
I lie here thinking of you:—— the stain of love is upon the world! Yellow, yellow, yellow it eats into the leaves,
They tell me on the morrow I must… This winter eyrie for a southern f… And truth to tell I tremble with… At thought of such unheralded repr… E’er have I known December in a w…
It is a willow when summer is over… a willow by the river from which no leaf has fallen nor bitten by the sun turned orange or crimson.
The living quality of the man’s mind stands out and its covert assertions for art, art, art!
The over-all picture is winter icy mountains in the background the return from the hunt it is toward evening from the left
The May sun—whom all things imitate— that glues small leaves to the wooden trees shone from the sky
And yet one arrives somehow, finds himself loosening the hooks… her dress in a strange bedroom— feels the autumn
Here it is spring again and I still a young man! I am late at my singing. The sparrow with the black rain on… has been at his cadenzas for two w…
One leaves his leaves at home beomg a mullen and sends up a ligh… to peer from: I will have my way, yellow—A mast with a lantern, ten fifty, a hundred, smaller and smal…
In the flashes and black shadows of July the days, locked in each other’s a… seem still so that squirrels and colored bird…
Sooner or later we must come to the end of striving to re-establish the image the image of