Charles Auchester: A Memorial ...Hurst and Blackett, successors to H. Colburn, 1853 |
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... seemed fully aware of all I feared . But instead of getting rid of the weakling , as I dreaded he might choose to do , he physicked him and kept him in his bed - box twice or thrice a week , and taciturnly indulged him ; giving him hot ...
... seemed fully aware of all I feared . But instead of getting rid of the weakling , as I dreaded he might choose to do , he physicked him and kept him in his bed - box twice or thrice a week , and taciturnly indulged him ; giving him hot ...
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... " Oh , Sir , did you write the Tone - Wreath ? " He gave me a look which seemed to drink up my soul ; " I plucked a garland , but it was beyond the Grampian Hills . " " You did write it ! I knew it when CHARLES AUCHESTER . 15.
... " Oh , Sir , did you write the Tone - Wreath ? " He gave me a look which seemed to drink up my soul ; " I plucked a garland , but it was beyond the Grampian Hills . " " You did write it ! I knew it when CHARLES AUCHESTER . 15.
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... seemed sudden as a breeze upborne and dying into the noonday . There was that in them which cannot be conveyed , although conserved ; the tones , the manner , so changeful yet all cast in grace unutterable , passing from vagrant , never ...
... seemed sudden as a breeze upborne and dying into the noonday . There was that in them which cannot be conveyed , although conserved ; the tones , the manner , so changeful yet all cast in grace unutterable , passing from vagrant , never ...
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... seemed to pour itself upon my soul as I sat beside him , and felt that no one in the whole world was at that moment so near him as I. He pulled a few rushes from the margin , and began to weave a sort of basket . So fleetly his fingers ...
... seemed to pour itself upon my soul as I sat beside him , and felt that no one in the whole world was at that moment so near him as I. He pulled a few rushes from the margin , and began to weave a sort of basket . So fleetly his fingers ...
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... seemed with solitude , for no one peered among the strong square pillars that upheld as rude a gallery , the approach to which was by a sweeping staircase of the brightest oak with noble balustrades . Two figures in bronze looked down ...
... seemed with solitude , for no one peered among the strong square pillars that upheld as rude a gallery , the approach to which was by a sweeping staircase of the brightest oak with noble balustrades . Two figures in bronze looked down ...
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afraid Anastase André Ariel arms Aronach Auchester beautiful believe beneath blue bright brother Carl Carlino Carlomein Cecilia Charles Chevalier Seraphael child cried curtain dared dark Davy dear Delemann delicate door dream dressed excitement exclaimed exquisite eyes face feel felt fingers Florimond flowers Franz Fräulein Cerinthia gaze Germany green hair hall hand harpsichord hear heard heart heaven Iskar Josephine knew laughed light lips looked Maria master mean Mer de Glace Milans Milans-André Millicent morning never orchestra pale perhaps pianoforte play portmanteau replied rose scarcely seemed silver sister sky at night smile soul speak spoke Starwood stay stood strange Sunday song suppose sweet talk tell thee thine thing thou art thought Titania told tones took trombone turned violin voice wait walk wish wonder words write young
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Стр. 146 - All lives have their prose translation as well as their ideal meaning." Charles Auckestcr. BUT Kinnicutt opened wider to receive them than Mishaumok ad to let them go. If Mr. Gartney's invalidism had to be pleaded to get away with dignity, it was even more needed to shield with anything of quietness their entrance into the new sphere they had chosen. It is astonishing...
Стр. 180 - I have called it tumultuous—but merely in respect of rhythm — the harmonies were as clear and evolved as the modulation itself was sharp, keen, unanticipated, unapproachable. Through every bar reigned that vividly enunciated ideal, whose expression pertains to the one will alone in any age— the ideal, that binding together in suggestive imagery every form of beauty, symbolizes and represents something beyond them all. Here over the surge-like but fast-bound motivo —only like those tost ice-waves,...
Стр. 288 - Maria! have you actually been writing?" I sprang from the sofa quite wild, though I merely forsaw some touching memento in wordless lied, or scherzo for one-voiced instrument; of a onehearted theme. " I have not written a note, Carl — that remains to be done, and that is why I came back so soon; to be undisturbed and to learn of you, for you know more of such things than I do; for instance, how to arrange a score.
Стр. 180 - As first awoke the strange smooth wind-notes of the opening adagio, the fetterless chains of ice seemed to close around my heart. The movement had no blandness in its solemnity ; and so still and shiftless was the grouping of the harmonies, that a frigidity actual, as well as ideal, passed over my pores, and hushed my pulses. After a hundred such tense, yet clinging chords, the sustaining calm was illustrated, not broken, by a serpentine phrase of one lone oboe, pianissimo over the piano surface,...