A Nation To Be Great Ought To

And They Three Passed Over The White Sands, Between The Rocks, Silent As The Shadows.

The Reformation In The Sixteenth Century Narrowed Reform. As Soon As Men Began To Call Themselves Names, All Hope Of Further Amendment Was Lost.

What If You Slept? And What If, In Your Sleep, You Went To Heaven And There Plucked A Strange And Beautiful Flower? And What If,when You Awoke,you Had The Flower In Your Hand? Ah, What Then?

Dryden 's Genius Was Of That Sort Which Catches Fire By Its Own Motion; His Chariot Wheels Get Hot By Driving Fast.

The Language Of The Dream/night Is Contrary To That Of Waking/day. It Is A Language Of Images And Sensations, The Various Dialects Of Which Are Far Less Different From Each Other, Than The Various Day-languages Of Nations.