...reputation should be buried with her body, as one of those, of whom the Poet sings, who were Here ou earth they bore their fruitage, mirth and folly were the crop : What of soul was ht'i, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? ' Dust and ashes ' so yon creak it, and I want the heart...

...Butterflies may dread extinction, — you 'll not die, it cannot be ! XIV. " As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, " Here on earth...soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? XV. " Dust and ashes ! " So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such...

...shall rise in their degree ; Butterflies may dread extinction, — you'll not die, it can not be ! " As for Venice and its people, merely born to bloom...soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? "Dust and ashes!" So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such hair,...

...degree; "Butterflies may dread extinction, — you'll not die, it cannot be! XIV. "As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, "Here on earth...was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop? xv. "Dust and ashes!" So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such hair,...

...Butterflies may dread extinction, - — you '11 not die, it cannot be ! XIV. " As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, Here on earth...soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? xv. " Dust and ashes ! " So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such...

...; Butterflies may dread extinction, — you'll not die, it cannot be ! XIV. " As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, Here on earth...soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? xv. " Dust and ashes ! " So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such...

...lovers. ' The soul doubtless is immortal — where a soul can be discerned. ' As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, Here on earth...soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop ? ' For love, as he conceives it, is something that thrills every fibre of our being ; no transitory...

...degree ; " Butterflies may dread extinction, — you'll not die, it cannot be ! " As for Venice and her people, merely born to bloom and drop, " Here on earth...was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop? " Dust and ashes ! " At last, this ironical banter becomes intolerable to the listener. While he must...

...of any higher jirutirm whitrh fnrffiits it^jmrnnrfalify : — As for Venice and her people, simply born to bloom and drop, Here on earth they bore their...was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop? I fancy that most of us who share Peer Gynt's conviction as to his own preciousness, would plead as...

...If soul reach out no father than body can grasp then death is death indeed. " And for Venice and her people merely born to bloom and drop, . Here on earth...was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?" " Master Hugues of Saxe Gotha," is a powerful and subtle discussion of the question whether an art-form...