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...those glorious long sentences are part of the explanation for the slow decay of Milton's reputation. He's not a poet for the sound-bite century. Consider the famous passage from Paradise Lost, describing Eve in Eden, which is one of the culminating exhibits in Smith's celebration of Milton. The 20-line sentence contains 20 proper names: Enna, Prosperin, Dis, Ceres, Daphne, Orontes, Castalian, Nyseian, Triton, Cham, Ammon, Lybian Jove, Amalthea, Bacchus, Rhea, Abassin, Amara, Ethiop, Nilus, Assyrian. How many people nowadays (even among the exceptionally well-educated readers of TIME) know what all those words mean...
...With a peal of laughter, Felicity spurred her horse and tried to catch up to The Stable Boy. The ripe sun beat down on them as they galloped. Felicity could feel the sweat trickling down into her decolletage as she rode, and the wind tumbled her hair into glorious disarray. The half-tamed stallion coursed beneath her. “Onward, Zalathal!” she urged, striking the crop against the Spanish steed’s rippling rump...
...short trip,” Fish said.The Ivy League championship is this team’s first in four years, meaning that no current Harvard player has played on an championship team.“This is my first Ivy championship, and it feels glorious,” co-captain Dan Nguyen said.HARVARD 7, BROWN 0Determination was the name of the game for Harvard on Sunday, and the team was well-rewarded for its efforts, winning every singles match in straight sets after handily taking the doubles set.“We’ve realized in the past...
...finely by the linen shirt, perhaps all of him was there to serve a different purpose. She could barely remember what she had come to the stable for.“True.” She struggled to regain her composure. “But it is such a glorious morning, I preferred a walk. And surely you do not take an interest in my activities, being as you are, a mere”–her voice audibly trembled–“Stable Boy.”“I take an interest...
...respectable venue.” The room is characteristically half-full of the same thirty-somethings and sixteen-year-olds, clutching Stella Artois in their sweaty, underage hands. You can meet the headlining band at the merchandise table while the openers screech their way to an agonizing and glorious halt. The acts are not always well known, but they’re often surprisingly good. This underground scene seems an appropriate sanctuary for the last dying breaths of rock-n-roll creativity...