No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
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Pagina 138
... spirit against which he felt he must fight , the spirit of de- graded submission to the forces of nature . Hamish had turned to Simon one evening and with a note of weariness in his voice had said , " There is nothing to compare with ...
... spirit against which he felt he must fight , the spirit of de- graded submission to the forces of nature . Hamish had turned to Simon one evening and with a note of weariness in his voice had said , " There is nothing to compare with ...
Pagina 169
... spirit and a love of freedom , which glowed through all his actions and made life one long struggle for him , but ... spirit , the Di- vine Spirit which comes straight from the Lord , the Giver . There can be no intermediary between the ...
... spirit and a love of freedom , which glowed through all his actions and made life one long struggle for him , but ... spirit , the Di- vine Spirit which comes straight from the Lord , the Giver . There can be no intermediary between the ...
Pagina 216
... spirit which triumphed in man , struggling against the obliterating and wearing monotony of life . This was the spirit which drove men to dis- cover in unknown lands , to write great poems , paint great pictures , and to keep their ...
... spirit which triumphed in man , struggling against the obliterating and wearing monotony of life . This was the spirit which drove men to dis- cover in unknown lands , to write great poems , paint great pictures , and to keep their ...
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