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Espiar a vida alheia, inquirir dos escravos o que se passava no interior das casas, era naquele tempo coisa ta o comum e enraizada nos costumes, que ainda hoje, depois depassados tantos anos, restam grandes vest|gios de" s se belo ha bito. Spying on other people's lives, asking slaves what was goingoninsidetheirhouseswasthenso commonandsuch a part of ourcustomsthat today, after so many years have passed, we have many remnants of such a beautiful habit.
The city is old, out of step with the century, but age only seems to have quickened its elements Relics from the past continually pierce the present. Some dream of love survives the sandstone apartment houses.
Such were the numbers which could call The stones into theTheban wall. Such miracles are ceased, and now we see No towns or houses raised by poetry.
It is not what they built. It is what they knocked down. It is not the houses. It is the spaces between the houses. It isnotthestreetsthatexist.It isthestreetsthat no longer exist. It is not your memories which haunt you. It is not what you have written down. It is what you have forgotten, what you must forget. What you must go on forgetting all your life.
And as the moon rose higher the unessential houses begantomelt awayuntilgradually Ibecameaware ofthe old island here that flowered once for Dutch sailors' eyesa fresh, green breast of the new world For a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder.
The big houses sat in self-congratulatory propinquity on their level green lawnsstout matrons seated elbow to elbow, implacably chaperoning a ball.
How few of his friends' houses would a man choose to be at when he is sick.
If theTreasury were to fill old bottles with banknotes, bury themat suitable depthsindisusedcoalmineswhich are then filled up to the surface with town rubbish, and leave it to private enterprise on well-tried principles of laissez-faire to dig the notes up againthere need be no more unemployment and, with the help of the repercussions, thereal income of the community, and its capital wealth also, would probably becomea good deal greater than it actually is. It would, indeed, be more sensible to build houses and the like; but as there are political and practical difficulties in the way of this, the above would be better than nothing.
His name was George F. Babbitt. He was forty-six years old now, in April,1920, and he made nothing in particular, neither butter nor shoes nor poetry, but he was nimble in the calling of selling houses for more than people could afford to pay.
She couldn't possibly go back to the gentleman's flat; she had no right to cry in strangers' houses.
We do not need art museums to worship dead works, weneed living factories ofthesoulinthestreets, inthe trams, in the factories, in studios, and in the workers' houses.
Safe upon solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand.
The houses there wear verandahs out of shyness.
This day, much against my will, I did in Drury Lane see two or three houses marked with a red cross upon the doors, and 'Lord have mercy uponus'writ therewhich was a sad sight to me, being the first of that kind that to my remembrance I ever saw.
Poorpeoplestaying intheir houses aslong astill thevery fire touched them, and then running into boats or clambering from one pair of stair by the waterside to another. And among other things, the poor pigeons I perceive were loath to leave their houses, but hovered about the windows and balconies till they were some of them burned, their wings, and fell down.
Science is facts.Just as houses are made of stones, so science is made of facts. But a pile of stones is not a house and a collection of facts is not necessarily a science.
There may be dead ground in between; and I may not have got The knack of judging a distance; I will only venture A guess that perhaps between me and the apparent lovers, (Who, incidentally, appear by now to have finished,) At seven o'clock from the houses, is roughly a distance Of about one year and a half.
All Reformers, however strict their social conscience, live in houses just as big as they can pay for.
Well, maybe like Casy says, a fellowain't got a soul of his own, but on'ya piece of a big onean then Then it don'matter. Then I'll be all aroun' in the dark. I'll be everywherewherever you look.Wherever they's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there.Wherever they's a cop beatin'up aguy,I'll bethere.If Casyknowed, why,I'll be inthewayguysyell whenthey'remad an'I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry an'they know supper's ready. An' when our folks eat the stuff they raise an' live in the houses they buildwhy, I'll be there. See?
Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
As we rush, as we rush in the train, The trees and the houses go wheeling back, But the starry heavens above that plain Come flying on our track.
A town of narrow streets, old houses, shops curiously low, with little in it to interest any one.
Arson, after all, is an artificial crime A large number of houses deserve to be burnt.
Earth hath not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth like a garment wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will; Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still!
I have met them at close of day Coming with vivid faces From counter or desk among grey Eighteenth-century houses.
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