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"I see a band of spirits bright, That taste the glories there; They all are robed in spotless white, And conquering palms they bear." "Uncle Tom, I've seen them," said Eva. Tom had no doubt of it at all; it did not surprise him in the least. If Eva had told him she had been to heaven, he would have thought it entirely probable.
Macalistcr discovered when excavating Gezer, were the only artistic people in Palestine! Using the term, however, in the sense to which Matthew Arnold gave vogue, I am a Philistine in taste, I suppose, for I never can bring myself nowadays to buy a second-hand book. For dusty old tomes, I go to the public library; but my own private books must be sweet and clean.
He never had a chance to taste tan shoe polish before!" "What do you like me for?" "Me? Who said I did?" "Don't you?" "Oh, yes, I like tan boots, too. Why didn't you tell me my hair had tumbled down again?" "Because you are so beautiful, with it like that, Miss Lady " "Now, Don, if you begin again I shall go straight in the house.
How could Jerome or Paula have discoursed with enthusiasm of the fascinations of Eastern travel to those who had no desire to see the sacred places; or of the charms of Grecian literature to those who could talk only in Latin; or of the corrupting music of the poets to people of perverted taste; or of the sublimity of the Hebrew prophets to those who despised the Jews; or of the luxury of charity to those who had no superfluities; or of the beatitudes of the passive virtues to soldiers; or of the mysteries of faith to speculating rationalists; or of the greatness of the infinite to those who lived in passing events?
"Nancy will tidy the room a taste," she said coaxingly, "and then I shouldn't wonder if you'll be sending for Pete." Kate raised a cry of alarm. "Aw, no harm when a girl's poorly," said Grannie, "and her promist man for all." Kate tried to protest and explain, but courage failed her. She only said, "Not yet, mother. I'm not fit to see him yet." "Say no more about it.
He dresses in excellent taste; he orders French books, prints, and papers, though he's no great lover of reading himself: he has hardly as much as waded through the Wandering Jew. He plays cards in masterly style.
Anyone who has ever had the task of teaching boys or young men to write will know how much easier it is to teach those who write volubly and exuberantly, and desire to express themselves, even if they do it with many faults and lapses of taste; taste and method may be corrected, if only the instinct of expression is there.
There may be some unfortunates for whom they are too "mild": but we hardly reckon as arbiters of taste the people for whom even brandy is too mild unless you empty the cayenne cruet into it.
"A taste for sweets," he said in his softest tones and his tenderest manner, "is the innocent taste of women and children. I love to share it with them it is another bond, dear ladies, between you and me." Laura left the table in ten minutes' time. I was sorely tempted to accompany her.
It has always seemed to me that for love, love such as I conceive it, there must be a deep and constant sympathy between two persons, not, indeed, in the usual and ordinary trifles of taste and sentiment, but in those essentials which form the root of character, and branch out in all the leaves and blooms that expand to the sunshine and shrink from the cold, that the worldling should wed the worldling, the artist the artist.
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