Children of the Soil

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Little, Brown, 1895 - Fiction - 675 pages
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Life in Poland in the 1890's and the vicissitudes in the lives of a married couple and their children.

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Page 291 - It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree ; Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Page 295 - That," says the Marynia of Polanyetski, " is the real work on which the world stands, and every other is either the continuation of it or something artificial In all other relations that a man holds there may be deceit, but the land is truth." And the search of the Polanyetski family for the full endowment of normal living takes them back at last to the country estate to become
Page 228 - ... letter from Florence: — I have made the acquaintance here of an able artist in water colors, — a Slav, too, who lives by his art ; but he proves that art is swinishness, and has grown up from a mercantile need of luxury, and from over-much money, which some pile up at the expense of others. . . . He fell upon me as upon a dog, and asserted that to be a Buddhist and to be occupied with art is the summit of inconsistency; but I attacked him still more savagely, and answered, that to consider...
Page 172 - a dead man's will. You were right. You, at least, should not. But, what is to be done ? What is to be done ? ' ' "I have learned that a holograph will, dated, without witnesses, is good to-day in Maryland. If we turned this over to probate, its validity would depend on proof of the writer having been of sound mind when he wrote it, and the gifts made, taken alone, are sane enough? Would the aunts give the hospital...
Page 295 - In all other relations that a man holds there may be deceit, but the land is truth. It is impossible to deceive the land ; it either gives, or gives not, but it does not deceive. Therefore land is loved, as truth; and because one loves it, it teaches one to love. And the dew falls not only on 'grain, and on meadows, but on the soul, as it were ; and a man becomes better, for he has to deal with truth, and he loves, — that is, he is nearer God.

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