...resourceful temperament which, like the moon in Browning's poem, turns always a new side to her mortal. ' Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman, Blank to Zoroaster on his terrace, Blind to ( . .1,1; IP on MB turret, Dumb to Homer, dumb to Keats, — him, even ! ' Yet I'm not so sure as to...

...to fit a fancy) All her magic ('(. is the old sweet mythos) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman, —...turret, Dumb to Homer, dumb to Keats — him, even! God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, — one to face the world with,...

...spirit. For, he says, if the moon could love a mortal — 1 She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman, —...Blank to Zoroaster on his terrace, Blind to Galileo on hia tuiret, Dumb to Homer, dumb to Keats — him even ! ' Hence, he adds : — ' God be thanked, the...

...to fit a fancy) All her magic ('tis the old sweet mythos) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman — Blank...of the moonstruck mortal — When she turns round, conies again in heaven, Opens out anew for worse or better! Proves she like some portent of an iceberg...

...ease—longing for something which has not come to him, has not been attained—deac to scientific problems— " Blank to Zoroaster on his terrace ; Blind to Galileo on his turret." So mused Dr. Lavardin as he wended his way to one of his lady patients, who had neither daughters to...

...for something which has not come to him, has not been attained — dead to scientific problems — " Blank to Zoroaster on his terrace ; Blind to Galileo on his turret." So mused Dr. Lavardin as he wended his way to one of his lady patients, who had neither daughters to...

...to fit a fancy) All her magic ('tis the old sweet mythos) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman — Blank...again in heaven, Opens out anew for worse or better ? ******** What were seen ? None knows, none ever shall know. Only this is sure — the sight were...

...to fit a fancy) All her magic ('tis the old sweet mythos) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman — Blank...turret, Dumb to Homer, dumb to Keats — him, even ! Had Keats never passed out of the lunar phase he would still have produced a book far more remarkable...

...to fit a fancy) All her magic ('tis the old sweet mythos) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman — Blank...turret, Dumb to Homer, dumb to Keats — him, even ! Had Keats never passed out of the lunar phase he would still have produced a book far more remarkable...

...fit a fancy,) All her magic, ('t is the old sweet mythos,) She would turn a new side to her mortal, Side unseen of herdsman, huntsman, steersman, —...even ! Think, the wonder of the moonstruck mortal, — \Vhen she turns round, comes again in heaven, Opens out anew for worse or better? Proves she like...