Birthdays? yes, in a general way; For the most if not for the best of men: You were born (I suppose) on a certain day: So was I: or perhaps in the night: what then?
Birthdays? yes, in a general way; For the most if not for the best of men: You were born (I suppose) on a certain day: So was I: or perhaps in the… - James Kenneth Stephen
Birthdays? yes, in a general way; For the most if not for the best of men: You were born (I suppose) on a certain day: So was I: or perhaps in the…
- James Kenneth Stephen
In short, if your body or mind Or your soul or your purse come to grief, You need only get drunk, and you'll find Complete and immediate relief. - James Kenneth Stephen
In short, if your body or mind Or your soul or your purse come to grief, You need only get drunk, and you'll find Complete and immediate relief.
Will there never come a season Which shall rid us from the curse? Of a prose which knows no reason And an unmelodious verse: When the world shall cea… - James Kenneth Stephen
Will there never come a season Which shall rid us from the curse? Of a prose which knows no reason And an unmelodious verse: When the world shall cea…
Republic of the West, Enlightened, free, sublime, Unquestionably best Production of our time. - James Kenneth Stephen
Republic of the West, Enlightened, free, sublime, Unquestionably best Production of our time.
I saw God! Do you doubt it? Do you dare to doubt it? I saw the Almighty Man! His hand Was resting on a mountain! - James Kenneth Stephen
I saw God! Do you doubt it? Do you dare to doubt it? I saw the Almighty Man! His hand Was resting on a mountain!
To see Good Tennis! What divine joy Can fill our leisure, or our minds employ? Let other people play at other things; The King of Games is still the … - James Kenneth Stephen
To see Good Tennis! What divine joy Can fill our leisure, or our minds employ? Let other people play at other things; The King of Games is still the …
straightway like a bell Came low and clear The slow, sad murmur of the distant seas - James Kenneth Stephen
straightway like a bell Came low and clear The slow, sad murmur of the distant seas
The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust. - James Kenneth Stephen
The time comes when our hearts sink utterly; When we remember Deirdre and her tale, And that her lips are dust.
Speech and prose are not the same thing. They have different wave-lengths, for speech moves at the speed of light, where prose moves at the speed of … - James Kenneth Stephen
Speech and prose are not the same thing. They have different wave-lengths, for speech moves at the speed of light, where prose moves at the speed of …
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