" She always ended, at these moments, by getting possession of my hand, and in this manner she could at present still stay me. "To ME?" I had a sudden fear of what she might do. But God was not in it of course when they stole it. We cannot expect to make everyone our friend, but we can try to make no one our enemy.
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--Is it Cardinal Newman? asked Boland. How could I put even a little of that article into a suppression of reference to what had occurred? How, on the other hand, could I make reference without a new plunge into the hideous obscure? Well, a sort of answer, after a time, had come to me, and it was so far confirmed as that I was met, incontestably, by the quickened vision of what was rare in my little companion. The next day brought death and judgement, stirring his soul slowly from its listless…
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It seemed as if he used the shifts and lore and cunning of the world, as bidden to do, for the greater glory of God, without joy in their handling or hatred of that in them which was evil but turning them, with a firm gesture of obedience back upon themselves and for all this silent service it seemed as if he loved not at all the master and little, if at all, the ends he served. Not that I can think well of every light separation, or that all in a Church is to be expected gold and silver and…
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Such of you as are now dissatisfied still have the old Constitution unimpaired, and, on the sensitive point, the laws of your own framing under it; while the new Administration will have no immediate power, if it would, to change either. Mike Flynn would stand at the gate near the railway station, watch in hand, while Stephen ran round the track in the style Mike Flynn favoured, his head high lifted, his knees well lifted and his hands held straight down by his sides. He held them at a distance…
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America, at its best, matches a commitment to principle with a concern for civility. The spittle in his throat grew bitter and foul to swallow and the faint sickness climbed to his brain so that for a moment he closed his eyes and walked on in darkness. With experience enough in subordinate offices to have seen the difficulties of this the greatest of all, I have learnt to expect that it will rarely fall to the lot of imperfect man to retire from this station with the reputation and the favor…
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He strode down the hill amid the tumult of sudden-risen vapours of wounded pride and fallen hope and baffled desire. "You want to go to your uncle?" Again, at this, with his sweet ironic face, he made a movement on the pillow. Stephen had been awaiting his father's return for there had been mutton hash that day and he knew that his father would make him dip his bread in the gravy. It can be helped by national planning for and supervision of all forms of transportation and of communications and…
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It is in keeping with tradition throughout our history that I should express simply and directly the opinions which I hold concerning some of the matters of present importance. Stephen remained in the background, depressed more than ever by the darkness and silence of the theatre and by the air it wore of jaded and formal study. Perhaps he pared them too like Lady Boyle. But if there were no fortifications, then the enemy might go where he pleased, and, changing his position and sailing from…
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It was born in the multitudes of those who came from many lands - some of high degree, but mostly plain people, who sought here, early and late, to find freedom more freely. He offended the majesty of God by the sinful thought of one instant and God cast him out of heaven into hell for ever. In one of his songs he speaks of the billiard sharp who is condemned to play: On a cloth untrue With a twisted cue And elliptical billiard balls. --One difficulty, said Stephen, in esthetic discussion is to…
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Grose finally got up she kept the child's hand, so that the two were still before me; and the singular reticence of our communion was even more marked in the frank look she launched me. Every sin would then come forth from its lurking place, the most rebellious against the divine will and the most degrading to our poor corrupt nature, the tiniest imperfection and the most heinous atrocity. But though the tears scalded his eyes and his limbs quivered with pain and fright he held back the hot…
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--Were they, faith? said Mr Casey. The parlour fire would not draw that evening and Mr Dedalus rested the poker against the bars of the grate to attract the flame. Grose's large face showed me, at this, for the first time, the faraway faint glimmer of a consciousness more acute: I somehow made out in it the delayed dawn of an idea I myself had not given her and that was as yet quite obscure to me. Instead, we have drifted, and that drifting has eroded our resources, fractured our economy, and…
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The past is consumed in the present and the present is living only because it brings forth the future. --And is that why you will not communicate, Cranly asked, because you are not sure of that too, because you feel that the host, too, may be the body and blood of the son of God and not a wafer of bread? And because you fear that it may be? --Yes, Stephen said quietly, I feel that and I also fear it. It leads to eugenics rather than to esthetic. Stephen, moving away the bystanders, jerked his…
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His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss. The glories of Mary held his soul captive: spikenard and myrrh and frankincense, symbolizing her royal lineage, her emblems, the late-flowering plant and late-blossoming tree, symbolizing the age-long gradual growth of her cultus among men. _I_ knew it--but the master didn't. If I read the temper of our people correctly, we now realize as we have never realized before our…
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XVIII The next day, after lessons, Mrs. He did stand there!--but high up, beyond the lawn and at the very top of the tower to which, on that first morning, little Flora had conducted me. "Without a hat?" I naturally also looked volumes. New States have been admitted to the Union in numbers nearly equal to those of the first Confederation.
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A tremulous chill blew round his heart, no stronger than a little wind, and yet, listening and suffering silently, he seemed to have laid an ear against the muscle of his own heart, feeling it close and quail, listening to the flutter of its ventricles. "Does my uncle think what YOU think?" I markedly rested. --You should be ashamed of yourself, said Father Arnall sternly. But there is nothing in the condition of our country or of our people to suggest that anything presently necessary to the…
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The Confederation which was early felt to be necessary was prepared from the models of the Batavian and Helvetic confederacies, the only examples which remain with any detail and precision in history, and certainly the only ones which the people at large had ever considered. --Kneel down! cried the prefect of studies. An idea tempered by the knowledge that, but for fate, we - the fortunate and the unfortunate - might have been each other. Stephen walked on alone and out into the quiet of…
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And the fellow who had spoken first said: --Yes, that's what I heard too from the fellow in the higher line. The fruitful earth gave them her bounty: beasts and birds were their willing servants: they knew not the ills our flesh is heir to, disease and poverty and death: all that a great and generous God could do for them was done. Yes, he would do what the fellows had told him. The sun, the great luminary of the universe, had become as sackcloth of hair.…
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"Where, my pet, is Miss Jessel?" XX Just as in the churchyard with Miles, the whole thing was upon us. Do you know that? --Are you? asked Stephen. He passed out of the schoolhouse and halted under the shed that flanked the garden. He held them at a distance and brooded uneasily on his own thought again.
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Anxiety for the redemption of the pledges which my party has made and solicitude for the complete justification of the trust the people have reposed in us constrain me to remind those with whom I am to cooperate that we can succeed in doing the work which has been especially set before us only by the most sincere, harmonious, and disinterested effort. This was the end; and a faint glimmer of fear began to pierce the fog of his mind. Was that a sin for Father Arnall to be in a wax or was he…
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She communed, on the contrary, on the spot, with her uneasiness. The last story, however incomplete and like the mere opening of a serial, had been told; we handshook and "candlestuck," as somebody said, and went to bed. "Not half I want to!" Miles honestly professed. He wondered if they were arguing at home about that.
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A little less than 50 years later that freedom and independence were reasserted in the face of all the world, and guarded, supported, and secured by the Monroe doctrine. The rosaries, too, which he said constantly--for he carried his beads loose in his trousers' pockets that he might tell them as he walked the streets--transformed themselves into coronals of flowers of such vague unearthly texture that they seemed to him as hueless and odourless as they were nameless. But the faint smell of the…
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