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The stately self-control of Maltravers was, he conceived, precisely that quality that gives to men an unconscious command over the very thoughts of the woman whose affection they win: while, on the other hand, he hoped that the fancy and enthusiasm of Florence would tend to render sharper and more practical an ambition, which seemed to the sober man of the world too apt to refine upon the means, and to /cui bono/ the objects of worldly distinction.
Where are the fruits of the restoration of science which I promised? This accumulation of bare knowledge is all very well, but cui bono? Not one of these people is doing what I told him specially to do, and seeking that secret of the cause of forms which will enable men to deal, at will, with matter, and superinduce new natures upon the old foundations.
Then Love o'er me such mastery doth seize, He makes my sighs in words to take their way, And they unto my lady go to pray That she to give me further grace would please. Where'er she sees me, this to me occurs, Nor can it be believed what humbleness is hers." "Morte poich' io non truovo a cui mi doglia,"
Districtus ensis cui super impia Ceruice pendet, non Siculæ dapes Dulcem elaborabunt saporem, Non auium cytharæq. cantus. This hap lifted the Welshmen into high pride, and increased meruelouslie their wicked and presumptuous attempts.
His idem propositum fuit quod regibus, ut ne qua re agerent, ne cui parerent, libertate uterentur: cujus proprium est sic vivere ut velis. The scene of this little book is on a high mountain. There are, indeed, many higher; there are many of a nobler outline.
We wonder at the manifold good fortune of Cui Ai. It is not to believe that she live not in house of Able Mother-in-law. I have much doubtings. I return unto my room and will to compose Poem on "What is House without Mother-in-law?" but Poem no come out. I am floored with completeness. Six bells ring but I go not. Again I make anointment of hair and cut out dinner.
I picked up a copy of it at Verona when I was a boy, and learned a good deal of it by heart, by way of helping myself with the language. I remember some of it to this day: "'Voi, donne, e Cavalier del bel paese A cui propizio il ciel tanto concesse Di bene, udite il mio cantare, &c., &c. "I wonder, now, whether this is a redstreak."
But as touching the estimate of men, 'tis strange that, ourselves excepted, no other creature is esteemed beyond its proper qualities; we commend a horse for his strength and sureness of foot, "Volucrem Sic laudamus equum, facili cui plurima palma Fervet, et exsultat rauco victoria circo,"
Lactimel walked ever on the earth, but Ugolina never deserted the clouds. Lactimel talked prose and professed to read it; Ugolina read poetry and professed to write it. Lactimel was utilitarian. Cui bono? though probably in less classic phrase was the question she asked as to everything. Ugolina was transcendental, and denied that there could be real good in anything.
Ewing, "She look like fire-witch with the great flames framing her black head, and those long braids sweeping out over the floor." Cui Ai begin with voice much of shakiness at first, after awhile grow strong, and all time so clear so plain Chinese girls whisper together that it wonderful to speak the difficult foreign language so clearly. Cui Ai's Story. The Mid-Autumn Festival.
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