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our conquerors. In many branches of thought his authority is supreme. We must reckon also with the ...
electric tram has rolled up, a certain gentleman tips his beret and jumps up onto the already overcrowded ...
forgiveness, he will bow at your feet in the middle of the square," Alyosha again cried, his eyes ...
Yeats at his writing desk found himself among the "elemental powers" who ...
airplanes? She was his wife, for God's sake, and he didn't know of another Claire Schiff in ...
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much occupied with his jubilee, he kept the proofs of Life for two weeks before handing them to N. N. ...
his glorious mission, led us victorious from one end of Europe to the other; returning home from this ...
Shakespeare. His plays used to go on forever. Hamlet was five hours. There were intermissions, and dinner ...
epochal visions rather than individual proficiencies, of spiritual manners rather than his torical ...
