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		<title>Some Nonsense About a Dog</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[HARRY ESTY DOUNCE]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;My hand will miss the insinuated nose—” -Sir William Watson But the dog that was written of must have been a big dog. Nibbie was just a comfortable lapful, once he had duly turned around and curled up with his nose in his tail. This is for people who know about dogs, in particular little [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Elements of Poetry</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[GEORGE SANTAYANA]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[If poetry in its higher reaches is more philosophical than history, because it presents the memorable types of men and things apart from unmeaning circumstances, so in its primary substance and texture poetry is more philosophical than prose because it is nearer to our immediate experience. Poetry breaks up the trite conceptions designated by current [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Niagara Falls</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2011 13:54:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[RUPERT BROOKE]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Samuel Butler has a lot to answer for. But for him, a modern traveler could spend his time peacefully admiring the scenery instead of feeling himself bound to dog the simple and grotesque of the world for the sake of their too-human comments. It is his fault if a peasant’s naïveté has come to outweigh [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Free Man’s Worship</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 16:06:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[BERTRAND RUSSELL]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[To Dr. Faustus in his study Mephistopheles told the history of the Creation, saying: “The endless praises of the choirs of angels had begun to grow wearisome; for, after all, did he not deserve their praise? Had he not given them endless joy? Would it not be more amusing to obtain undeserved praise, to be [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Mowing of a Field</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 02:12:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[HILAIRE BELLOC]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[There is a valley in South England remote from ambition and from fear, where the passage of strangers is rare and unperceived, and where the scent of the grass in summer is breathed only by those who are native to that unvisited land. The roads to the Channel do not traverse it; they choose upon [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Woodland Valentine</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 15:14:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[MARIAN STORM]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Forces astir in the deepest roots grow restless beneath the lock of frost. Bulbs try the door. February’s stillness is charged with a faint anxiety, as if the powers of light, pressing up from the earth’s center and streaming down from the stronger sun, had troubled the buried seeds, who strive to answer their liberator, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Nocturne</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2010 11:20:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[SIMEON STRUNSKY]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Once every three months, with fair regularity, she was brought into the Night Court, found guilty, and fined. She came in between eleven o’clock and midnight, when the traffic of the court is at its heaviest, and it would be an hour, perhaps, before she was called to the bar. When her turn came she [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Student Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Oct 2010 14:30:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[WILLIAM OSLER]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Except it be a lover, no one is more interesting as an object of study than a student. Shakespeare might have made him a fourth in his immortal group. The lunatic with his fixed idea, the poet with his fine frenzy, the lover with his frantic idolatry, and the student aflame with the desire for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Tyranny Of Facts</title>
		<link>http://www.thewringer.com/2010/08/25/the-tyranny-of-facts/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 15:14:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[ELISABETH MORRIS]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time, very long, ago, when I was young, I used to dream of all the things I would someday possess. As time went on, the nature of the things I coveted changed, but not the dream of possession. Then, as some of these dreams found their fulfillment, a fundamental reconstruction of ideals [...]]]></description>
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		<title>On Being An American</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 15:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[H.L. MENCKEN]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[All the while I have been forgetting the third of my reasons for remaining so faithful a citizen of the Federation, despite all the lascivious inducements from expatriates to follow them beyond the seas, and all the surly suggestions from patriots that I succumb. It is the reason which grows out of my mediaeval but [...]]]></description>
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