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共 18 段- "And Richard!" she muttered. His words swayed her like stran
- "And how like an amateur you talk. Melody! When harmony is i
- "Speak out, you booby. Cornichon! Where did you find it? Let
- "You poets and musicians are trying to compass the inane. Yo
- "One art," harshly cried the now excited man, as he pounded
- Ermentrude's heart was in her throat, not because of the spl
- The Sheldams always stayed at the same hôtel during their an
- The remorseless rain had washed anew the face of the dark bl
- September was at hand. The weather was so warm and clear, th
- "Yes," answered Philo, lightly, "there is, I freely acknowle
- After his death his property and invested wealth passed into
- "It is not clear yet to me," murmured Elaine. "That the unfo
- "To Max Stirner, Ibsen, and Richard Strauss belongs the twen
- He thought of Luga, his little wife, his dove; but not long.
- "You can trust me, I swear!" Pinton called after him, and th
- The murmur of faint music, piano music, made his ears wince-
- "The music!" he exclaimed. "The music!" echoed his daughter.
- Aunt Lucas laughed coldly. "Liszt was Hungarian, not Romany.