Little boy in prayer, I see you playing there. Aye, to pray is to play — what else can I say?
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Every night, I sleep on the floor at Grandma’s house.
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Dear seagull in the wind, I’m a fish without a fin.
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Autumn leaf — a child’s flag in the cold.
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The Rambler, Numb. 20. Saturday, May 26, 1750. On affectation and hypocrisy.
Such pageantry be to the people shown; / There boast thy horse’s trappings and thy own; / I know thee to thy bottom; from within / Thy shallow center, to thy utmost skin. —Dryden
Contempt is the proper punishment of affectation, and detestation the just consequence of hypocrisy.
The state of the possessor of humble virtues, to the affecter of great excellencies, is that of a small cottage of stone, to the palace raised with ice by the empress of Russia; it was for a time splendid and luminous, but the first sunshine melted it to nothing.
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More used books:
Writings: 1932-1946, by Gertrude Stein, Library of America, 1998.
The Rise of the Dutch Republic, by John Lothrop Motley, London, J.M. Dent & Co.; New York, E.P. Dutton & Co., 1906 (these ex-library copies are a 1909 reprint). In three volumes.
November 6, 2023.
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