Wherefore, oh, Moon, art thou so brightly fair!

The art of thinking and reasoning logically.

(In Theatre arts monthly, Aug. 1936) © on text, drawings & photos.

"Art thou long here, Antonio?" "But an hour.

She had no exaggerated sentiments, and scarcely art enough to control or to conceal any of the ordinary impulses of her heart.

Verily art well named, lord Beltane, since in thee Pentavalon's winter is passed away and spring is comeO happy season of Beltane, O season of new beginnings and new hopes!

"And art mightier than I thought thee, Roger.

Horribly art thou abhorred; horribly art thou menaced; for evil is on thy track, and evil purposes shortly to pull thee down.

"Homage to thee, O thou who art mighty in thine hour, thou great and mighty Prince, dweller in An-rut-f, [Footnote: The place where nothing growsthe underworld.]

However, this Art of writing unintelligibly has been very much improved, and follow'd by several of the Moderns, who observing the general Inclination of Mankind to dive into a Secret, and the Reputation many have acquired by concealing their Meaning under obscure Terms and Phrases, resolve, that they may be still more abstruse, to write without any Meaning at all.

"Mayhap thou art a shadow, then, a passing shadow of the Nam-Bok that was.

There is no recognised or stereotyped method of telling a story to children: it is something much deeper than merely an acquired art, it is the teacher giving something of her personality to the children, something that is most precious.

I see the moral teaching concerning Patriotism, Property, Slavery, Marriage, Science, and indirectly Fine Art, to be essentially defective, and the threats against unbelief to be a pernicious immorality.

why, knowingly, art thou about to perish?

Delight Thou lurest them to dissipate their savings, Instead of banking them, or sitting tight, Or buying useful books and good engravings; And lastly, mixed with strawberries and cream, Thou art more than a dish, thou art a dream.

loyally art thou welcome!

Each sobbing breath is but a cry, My heart-strokes knells of agony, And my whole brain has but one thought That nevermore through life shall I (Save in the ache of memory) Touch hands with thee, who now art naught!

Pray thee, away; for, whilst thou art so neere, No sleepe will seaze on my suspicious eyes.

Earth-spirit, thou to me art nigher, E'en now my strength is rising higher, E'en now I glow as with new wine; Courage I feel, abroad the world to dare, The woe of earth, the bliss of earth to bear, With storms to wrestle, brave the lightning's glare, And mid the crashing shipwreck not despair.

Thou still art opposite in disposition; A more obscure servile habiliment Beseems this enterprise.

(The patriot's God peculiarly Thou art, His friend, inspirer, guardian, and reward!)

Or art thou perchance He whom we await?

Tully, he admits, puts arrangement after invention, "but," he pleads, "in writing letters and documents poetically the art of selection after that of invention is useful."

Who then art thou, mysterious preacher?

The principal features are the battlements, towers, and turrets of the old feudal castle, encompassed by grounds on which has been expended all that princely art of landscape gardening for which England is famousleafy thickets, magnificent trees, openings, and vistas of verdure, and wide sweeps of grass, short, thick, and vividly green, as the velvet moss we sometimes see growing on rocks in New England.