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The long ears of the little pitchers had caught the well-known word. "Why, that's pater familias," piped the little Capricornus. "And mater familiaris," added the little Corona. "You don't mean to say," cried Lady Enid to the Prophet, "that these are the children of Mr. Sagittarius?" The Prophet bent his head. "How very interesting!" said Lady Enid. "Everything is working out most beautifully.
He reintroduced to the public Henry Vaughn, the quaint seventeenth-century poet; he wrote a sympathetic memoir of Arthur Hallam; he imported 'Modern Painters, and enlightened Edinburgh as to its merits. His art papers were what Walter Pater would call "appreciations," that is to say, he dwelt upon the beauties of what he described rather than upon the defects.
"You I suppose you know, my little ones, what this what you have to do?" he said. "Not so little, if you please, Mr. Vivian," returned the boy. "Yes, we've got to take you with us to see pater familias." "And mater familiar familias," added the little girl. "I see you know," said the Prophet, in a despairing voice. "Very well. Wait here quietly very quietly, while I go and get ready."
You have already interrupted one 'pater', two 'aves', and a 'credo', which I, miserable sinner that I am, should, according to my vow, have said before moonrise." "The road the road!" vociferated the knight, "give me directions for the road, if I am to expect no more from thee." "The road," replied the hermit, "is easy to hit.
"Could you but have been there, too! He and the pater hit it off out of hand. Jolly sensible chap, the pater quiet, bookish long head." "He must be!" "Not strange about Tom, though. It's odd how his bigness makes itself felt to those who've any sense of judgment. And yet it's not so odd, when you come to think. My word! if only it were not for his Forgive me, Miss Genevieve!
I couldn't remember what the Pater was for anything, so I said they were both sailors! Lord, I was in a funk and at half-past six to-night I'll be married and done for. It's the biggest scream that ever was!" They went to a restaurant for lunch. She was very hungry; he could eat nothing. He ordered lemonade for her, adding something in a low tone to the waiter who went away smiling faintly.
The only man of the race, Cosmo il Vecchio, who deserves any healthy admiration, although he was the real assassin of Florentine and Italian freedom, and has thus earned the nickname of Pater Patriae, is not buried here. The series of mighty dead begins with the infamous Cosmo, first grand duke, the contemporary of Philip II. of Spain, and his counterpart in character and crime.
With the boys this would have been supererogatory, as they were quite naked. The female children had on cotton chemises, which they slowly and reluctantly rolled up, until they had gathered them close under their armpits. The old man then ordered the eldest boy to begin his Pater Noster; and simultaneously the whipper-in elevated his cow-skin by way of encouragement. "Terror, indeed," thought I.
The most gifted of the purely aesthetic critics who have approached the Italian Renaissance, Walter Pater, actually built round this Concert his exquisite study on the School of Giorgione.
There is something horribly contagious about style, because it is often much easier to do a thing in someone else's way than to do it in one's own. Pater was asked once if he had read Stevenson or Kipling, I forget which 'Oh no, I daren't! he said, 'I have peeped into him occasionally, but I can't afford to read him.
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