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...arious other publications include over one-hundred essays, various poems, short stories, reviews, and bibliographies that range over such varied top... ...ong time. The air is so sharp: distances that were long for wings looked short. The thermals won't rise till later. Perhaps then? The good feeli... ...it has an end. Maybe he was just too tired. Yűlű has grown weaker in my short life, and he's been down there for eons. I wonder if the demons gro... ...inst his snout, only to snap it back in. They were enclosed in a glowing nimbus the color of his eyes. Slime, clinging silt, crawled over it and s... ...er it and slid away from the surface. Yellow fangs tried to rip away the nimbus. The mindless web hungered for them. Oddly, Nü-kua felt no fear.... ...ng I hope I'll never see again." "Guess again. The Demons struck again shortly after you saved Feng- po. They got Yün-t'ung and a bunch of dragon... ... Mei-chou climbed into it. He curled it protectively to his chest, did a short run, and took to the air. Mei-chou had forgotten that dragonettes w... ... I'm magic!" This close to the storm's charged air, glowing, crackling nimbuses had formed all over her. Nü-kua was decorated with blue auras th...

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...laid by pleasure, by infidelity, by passages of life that were strange and dim to her, just by “Europe” in short, but still unobscured, still exposed ... ...hat he could express, an interest and a joy. There were values other than the beastly rent- values, and in short, in short -! But it was thus Miss Sta... ...etimes came twice in the twenty-four hours; the moments he liked best were those of gathering dusk, of the short autumn twilight; this was the time of... ...as, waiting there for him to go -this image had not yet been so concrete for his nerves as when he stopped short of the point at which certainty would... ...inty would have come to him. For, with all his resolution, or more exactly with all his dread, he did stop short—he hung back from really seeing. The ... ...admitted dawn, glimmering archwise over the whole outer door, made a semicircular margin, a cold sil- very nimbus that seemed to play a little as he l...

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...act from Captain Stormfield’s Visit to Heaven” Mark Twain 3 an electrical nimbus that flamed around for miles and miles and lit up all space like b... ...he came down and got something to eat and went up again. To cut a long story short, he kept on doing this for a day or two, and finally he “Extract fr... ... run before the wind, you would make a mess of it, for there isn’t anyway to shorten sail — like reefing, you know — you have to take it all in — sh...

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...ta. “No!” he said, in a deadened voice that was almost sullen. But after a short silence he went on. “V ery extraordinary. I told her I came out to wa... ...ve let you in I may just as well tell you what is up. I shall try to be as short as I can. But in confidence—mind!” He waited. Renouard, his uneasines... ... thoughts, her feelings. Her replies were reflective, always preceded by a short silence, while he hung on her lips anxiously. He felt him- self in th... ...n. Renouard assented and changed his position a little; the other, after a short silence, adminis- tered unexpectedly a question which, like the blow ... ... was covered by the voice of professor Moorsom discoursing subtly down the short length of the dinner table on the Impermanency of the Measurable to h... ...place at the bottom of the garden. Just as the rising sun threw its golden nimbus around the purple shape of the headland, the Planter of Malata was p...

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...ment. For Condy had developed a taste and talent in the matter of writing. Short stories were his mania. He had begun by an in- oculation of the Kipli... ...icles, write- ups, and interviews. About once a month, however, he wrote a short story, and of late, now that he was convalescing from Maupassant and ... ... with Papum. There’s no half way about it. The only way to stop is to stop short. Just this afternoon I’ve regretted three functions for next week, an... ...terview the captain, and inspect the craft for himself. The former was the short and easy method. The latter was more troublesome, but would result in... ...of a New Y ork publishing house to whom Condy had sent a collection of his short stories about a month before. He took the letter into the “round wind... ... rolled back from her round forehead and cool pink cheeks like a veritable nimbus, and for the fiftieth time Condy remarked the charming contrast of h...

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...e humiliating to him who had never hitherto missed a step, or owned to the shortest of collapses. This confession of deficiency in explosive repartee—... ... the natural declivity he had come to. Still, there was an idea in it …. A short run or attempt at running after the idea, ended in pain to his head n... ...music-halls and other places, and take him to one of our establishments. A short term of instruction, and he would find a pleasure in the gloves; it w... ...egarding the designs of Mrs. Burman. His Nataly might have to go through a short sharp term of scorching—Godiva to the gossips. She would come out of ... ...,’ she said to Nesta, dismissing her and taking her kiss of comfort with a short and straining look out of the depths. Those bitter doubts of the sent... ...ival eloquence, cunning and rival cunning. Why, in such a case, the shadow-nimbus of Force is needed to decide the sinking of the scale. But have thes... ...eath to hear excuses, and may own a relationship, haply perceive the faint nimbus of the saint. Death among us proves us to be still not so far from t...

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...exact image of the past, the symbol of a grand thing destroyed,—a poem, in short. This mansion belongs to the noblest family of the prov- ince; to the... ...e light like a filagree of burnished gold. The baroness always braided the short locks curling on the nape of her neck—which are a sign of race. This ... ... chin by strings which were always a little rusty. She wore a cotillon, or short skirt of coarse cloth, over a quilted petticoat (a positive mattress,... ...hounds and the trampling of the neighing horses. Gasselin was one of those short, thick, squat little Bretons, with black hair and sun-browned faces, ... ...h gray eyes, large prominent teeth, and the hands of a man. She was rather short, a little crooked, possibly hump-backed; but no one had ever been inq... ...es within their breasts and darts outwardly about them, like the rays of a nimbus around the heads of divine personages in works of religious art; thr...

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...his last declaration; for a young lady had glided into the room, who stopped short as it fell upon her ears. She stood there looking, consciously and ... ...nda of a voluminous correspon dence; and from beneath her jacket depended a short stuff dress. The brevity of this simple garment was the one device ... ...oman of business, that she wished to be free for action. She belonged to the Short Skirts League, as a matter of course; for she belonged to any and e... ...mestic virtues and the graces of the drawing room; to be a shining proof, in short, that the forum, for ladies, is not necessarily hostile to the fires... ...ch repetition, to secure attention. She was a plain, spare young woman, with short hair and an eye glass; she looked about her with a kind of nearsigh... ...overty, the positive flatness of his situation, when he thought of the gilded nimbus that surrounded the protegee of Mrs. Burrage. This shame was possi...

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...erstand a little English?” The young lady’s aptitude for playing a part at short notice was remarkable. She fixed him with her conscious, perceptive e... ... Island. I was sick of business; I wanted to throw it all up and break off short; I had money enough, or if I hadn’t I ought to have. I seemed to feel... ...rawing-room. When he at last made his appear- ance there he remained but a short time, and during this period sat perfectly silent, listening to a lad... ...f which greatly afflicted me, for he was really a sweet little fellow. But shortly afterwards I met an En- glishman, with whom I struck up an acquaint... ...tness overtaking the agil- ity; he was afraid of growing stout; he was too short, as he said, to afford a belly. He rode and fenced and prac- 87 Henr... ...ed across through the early evening at a gray church tower, with its dusky nimbus of thick-circling swallows, and re- membered that this might have be...

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...ted from father to son, you would be Sir John now.’ ‘Ye don’t say so!’ ‘In short,’ concluded the parson, decisively smacking his leg with his switch, ... ...ad of beehives, which must be delivered, family or no. He’ll have to start shortly after twelve to night, as the distance is so long.’ ‘Get up his str... ...d; and likely enough ’twould lead to some noble gentleman marrying her. In short, I know it.’ ‘How?’ ‘I tried her fate in the Fortune Teller, and it b... ... same hue, white neckcloth, stick up collar, and brown driving gloves — in short, he was the handsome, horsey young buck who had visited Joan a week o... ... and so hem her in between the gig and the hedge. But he could not do this short of injuring her. ‘You ought to be ashamed of yourself for using such ... ...is straw hat so far back upon his head that the brim encircled it like the nimbus of a saint. ‘What’s yer hurry? To morrow is Sunday, thank God, and w...

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... the merely painted Britons. This being apprehended, by the aid of our own shortness of figures and the agitated images of the red-breeched only waiti... ...ng at our feet: and he had done it to stop the incessant revilings, little short of positive contempt, which we in our indolence exposed ourselves to ... ...rummer attached to wheeling columns thinks not more of himself because his short legs perform the same strides as the grenadiers’; he is happy to be a... ...iods of history without changeing hands more than once, and then but for a short year or two, as if to teach the original possessors the wisdom of inc... ... the French sands: for the act of posting a letter, though it be to little short of the Pleiades even, will stamp an incredible proceeding as a matter... ... positive things by whose aid, and by some adroit flourishing of them, the nimbus 33 George Meredith known as a mysterious halo is produced about a g...

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...lows up its vanguard, And the valley mists are curling up the hills. Three short songs gives the clear-voiced throstle, Sweetening the twilight ere he... ...hild, And weary now the ten long, foreign years, And terrible the doubt of short delay – More terrible, O Gods! he cried, but stopped; Then raised his... ... dropped by my side. Then there was just an instant to save myself, when a short wheeze Of bloody lungs under the smoke, and a red-coat crawled up on ... ...s mixed: the mocking Past will stay: And if I drink oblivion of a day, So shorten I the stature of my soul. XIII ‘I play for Seasons; not Eternities!... ...r in annals of men; I alone what only Gods can, I alone am governing day!’ Short the triumph, brief his rapture: see a hurricane suddenly Beat the li... ... protesting sobs she drowned to swear Fidelity unto the sainted man, Whose nimbus was her crown; and be again The foreigner in Europe, known of none, ...

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...e Origen. A painter of the Umbrian school Designed upon a gesso ground The nimbus of the Baptized God. The wilderness is cracked and browned But throu... ...ker, And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, And in short, I was afraid. And would it have been worth it, after all, After the ... ...block, Or trampled by insistent feet At four and five and six o’clock; And short square fingers stuffing pipes, And evening newspapers, and eyes Assur... ...t of thing had occurred before. The dogs were handsomely provided for, But shortly afterwards the parrot died too. The Dresden clock continued ticking... ...ere only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at each momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark c...

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...attractive mates and ease and pleasure and re- spect and consideration: in short, for love and money. T o these people one morality is as good as anot... ...ound that art is the only way in which the people can be taught. He is, in short, what we should call an artist and a Bohemian in his manner of life. ... ...radise,” implying that he will spend the three days of his death there. In short, every device is used to get rid of the ruthless horror of the Matthe... ... thought, there will be anything left of the mission of Jesus: whether, in short, we may not throw the gospels into the waste-paper basket, or put the... ...d and encouraged to find that we were doing him an injustice, and that the nimbus that surrounds his head in the pictures may be interpreted some day ... ...r Juan Fernandez cannot be done in London, New York, Paris, and Berlin. In short, Christianity, good or bad, right or wrong, must perforce be left out...

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...as making the terrible sound. Her heels were dug into the wet sand and her short, damp fingers clung desperately to the leg of an old rag doll. The lo... ...d about and obviously preparing for an outing. “I thought I’d go out for a short explore,” White Heart said hesitantly. “Is it allowed?” Weak with joy... ... as his mate became old before her time. Her feathers turned white and her short- sightedness required that she wear little wiry spectacles. She found... ... my good works!” He was about to interrupt the chat when he was brought up short by what he heard. “That awful Mangrove had us struck off the aid list... ...ome this far, he thought, and so he chose to go all the way to confess his shortcomings. “While I was doing some good, I still saw those in need as be... ...ust us two amid a rough crowd like that.” So they gathered the cirrus and nimbus and others of the light and lithe crowd into conference. They called...

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...as making the terrible sound. Her heels were dug into the wet sand and her short, damp fingers clung desperately to the leg of an old rag doll. The lo... ...d about and obviously preparing for an outing. “I thought I’d go out for a short explore,” White Heart said hesitantly. “Is it allowed?” Weak with joy... ... as his mate became old before her time. Her feathers turned white and her short- sightedness required that she wear little wiry spectacles. She found... ... my good works!” He was about to interrupt the chat when he was brought up short by what he heard. “That awful Mangrove had us struck off the aid list... ...ome this far, he thought, and so he chose to go all the way to confess his shortcomings. “While I was doing some good, I still saw those in need as be... ...ust us two amid a rough crowd like that.” So they gathered the cirrus and nimbus and others of the light and lithe crowd into conference. They called...

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...nt Spider.................462 O Living Always, Always Dying.......462 To One Shortly to Die.......................463 Night on the Prairies.............. ...rturbations of the suns, Swelling, collapsing, ending, serving their longer, shorter use,) Fill’d with eidolons only. The noiseless myriads,... ...als wild and tame—see, beyond the Kaw, countless herds of buffalo feeding on short curly grass, See, in my poems, cities, solid, vast, inland, with pa... ... the reminders they of life untold, and of freedom and extrication, And make short account of neuters and geldings, and favor men and women fully equi... ... treading the hen, Where the heifers browse, where geese nip their food with short jerks, Where sun down shadows lengthen over the limitless and lones... ...ul, but these please the soul well. 5 This is the female form, A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot, It attracts with fierce undenia... ...and the centre figure of all, From the head of the centre figure spreading a nimbus of gold color’d light, But I paint myriads of heads, but paint no ... ...d color’d light, But I paint myriads of heads, but paint no head without its nimbus of gold color’d light, From my hand from the brain of every man an... ...AIR M OON Look down fair moon and bathe this scene, Pour softly down night’s nimbus floods on faces ghastly, swollen, purple, On the dead on their bac...

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...sunk a foot at least. This was not a great storm, the waves were light and short. Yet when we are standing at the office, I felt the ground beneath me... ...s ulmos, or something very like that, the pas- sage begins (only I know my short-winded Latinity must have come to grief over even this much of quotat... ... for old age and eighty years of retrospect. Yet, after all, I dare say, a short shrift and a nice green grave are about as desirable. Poor devil! how... ...ead, and the black av- enues and white statues leapt out every minute into short- lived distinctness. I get up to add one thing more. There is in the ... ..., it gradu- ally resolved itself into three bells, answering each other at short intervals across the town, a man shouting, at ever shorter intervals ... ...nd us some? It blows an equinoctial gale, and has blown for nearly a week. Nimbus Britannicus; piping wind, lashing rain; the sea is a fine colour, an...

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...s I have stated, most of the coloured people left the old plantation for a short while at least, so as to be sure, it seemed, that they could leave an... ...success. The time that I was permitted to attend school during the day was short, and my attendance was irregular. It was not long before I had to sto... ... live to see her children educated and started out in the world. In a very short time after the death of my mother our little home was in confusion. M... ...ive miles from the main line of railroad, with which it was connected by a short line. During the days of slavery, and since, the town had been a cent... ...eemed to me that the little effort which I could put forth could go such a short distance toward bringing about results. I wondered if I could accompl... ...on with most consummate power than did this angular Ne- gro, standing in a nimbus of sunshine, surrounded by the men who once fought to keep his race ...

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...he night-porter has to wear wet petticoats, like a Highland chief, to make short work of the sparks flying about, otherwise this world and many anothe... ...me dreadful heathen god, Colonel Jack Potts roared out, ‘She’s half a foot short o’ the mark!’ He was on the pavement, and it seems he measured her as... ...am afraid there are other witnesses. I resent being warned that my time is short and that I have wasted much of it over ‘the attractive Charles.’ What... ...f waterfalls and busy mills, a narrowing vale where the runs of grass grew short and wild, and the glacier-river roared for the leap, more foam than w... ...the present self-punishing sentiment. The party did not pass; they stopped short, they consulted, and a feminine tongue more urgent than the others, a... ...he was but histrionically master of himself when the Countess Livia or the nimbus of the lady appeared in the room. She received his bow; she directed...

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...atched her back with such further and more precise directions as in a very short time availed to re-establish the child in conva- lescence. These prac... ...th violence against the wall; I began to hurry backwards and forwards in a short uneasy walk, when suddenly a sound, a step; it was the sound of the g... ... I said; ‘wait till we are in the open air.’ She went up stairs again. How short seemed the time till she descended! how I longed for further respite!... ...then con- sidered a fashionable part of the city. The charge was plain and short. Did I live to read it? It accused Agnes M—— of having on that mornin... ...prediction of the Hungarian woman)—denied me steady light, anything—all in short but a wandering ray of hope. It was right, of course, nay, indispensa... ...e will have to wheel after him into an- other orbit, into the unfathomable nimbus of transcendental metaphysics. Weigh him the critic must in the gold...