Augustus Saint-GaudensHoughton, Mifflin, 1907 - 85 Seiten |
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Adams monument American sculpture angel ANNO DOMINI AVGVSTVS SAINT-GAVDENS BASTIEN Bastien-Lepage beautiful Boston bronze of Marcus bust caryatides Chapin monument Chicago Cornelius Vanderbilt days in Paris denoting a virtue departure for Samoa equestrian statue exedra face Farragut figure FOVE HUNDREDTH ANNIVERSARY French Gaudens genius George W GILDER Modelled grandeur hand hero should speak Homer Saint-Gaudens house of Cornelius impression JACOB H JAMES MCCOSH Joan of Arc keen craftsman LEPAGE Lincoln Logan loved Manasquan Maynard MCCOSH This memorial medal medallions Miss Violet Sargent Modelled in Paris modern Morgan tomb never pecially where public pedestal perfect PETER COOPER phatically the word PLURIBVS VIVIE President of Princeton Princeton was erected public monuments Puritan relief Renaissance RICHARD WATSON GILDER Robert Louis Stevenson Saint SCHIFF sculptor sculptor's early days Shaw Sherman Smith tomb Stanford White studio style thought tomb at Hartford tomb at Newport touched traits unmistakable terms alike unveiled vulgar concession York
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Seite 39 - And one of Plutarch's men talked with us face to face. I praise him not; it were too late; And some innative weakness there must be In him who condescends to victory Such as the Present gives, and cannot wait, Safe in himself as in a fate.
Seite 32 - ... Nature, they say, doth dote, And cannot make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote : For him her Old- World moulds aside she threw, And, choosing sweet clay from the breast Of the unexhausted West, With stuff untainted shaped a hero new, Wise, steadfast in the strength of God, and true. How beautiful to see Once more a shepherd of mankind indeed, Who loved his charge, but never loved to lead; One whose meek flock the people joyed to be, Not lured by any cheat of birth, But by...
Seite 32 - His was no lonely mountain-peak of mind, Thrusting to thin air o'er our cloudy bars, A sea-mark now, now lost in vapors blind; Broad prairie rather, genial, level-lined, Fruitful and friendly for all human kind, Yet also nigh to heaven and loved of loftiest stars. Nothing of Europe here, Or, then, of Europe fronting mornward still, Ere any names of Serf and Peer Could Nature's equal scheme deface And thwart her genial will ; Here was a type of the true elder race, And one of Plutarch's men talked...
Seite 32 - But by his clear-grained human worth, And brave old wisdom of sincerity ! They knew that outward grace is dust ; They could not choose but trust In that sure-footed mind's unfaltering skill, And supple-tempered will That bent like perfect steel to spring again and thrust. His was no lonely mountain-peak of mind...