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...inches high. It is a pretty plant, with gay red and orange flowers shaped something like violets. In South Africa, where it abounds, Boer farmers call it rooibloemetjie (little red flower) and vuurbossie (firebrand). In the U.S. it is witchweed (Striga asiatica), a parasitic plant that sucks the life sap of corn, sorghum, sugar cane and many other crops, leaving the plants as rustling ghosts while the little red flowers bloom over their roots...
JACOPO da Ponte suffered an unhappy fate. He painted in Venice at the same time as Titian and Tintoretto. It was enough to depress even the most talented artist, and 16th century Venetian dandies did not help matters by sneering that Jacopo was "full of provincial sap." Jacopo despondently returned to his nearby native town, whose name, Bassano, became his own because he rarely signed his work, and when he did. merely brushed the modest words. "Jack, by the bridge at Bassano...
...future. He must be an university of knowledges. If there be one lesson more than another which should pierce his ear, it is, the world is nothing, the man is all; yourself is the law of all nature, and you know not yet how a globule of sap ascends; in yourself slumbers the whole of Reason; it is for you to know all; it is for you to dare...
...call for and handles the part with considerable perception and feeling. His wife, sensitively portrayed by Elsa Grieder, keeps him from his chosen profession with all the wiles of a woman and he resents it. Mr. Hargrove seems to be making the artist's old protest that women sap his freedom and his creativity...
...Loving Sunsets." "I remember as a boy loving sunsets," said J.D.R. Jr. one day. "Every time I ride through the woods today the smell of the trees-particularly when a branch has just been cut and the sap is running-takes me back to my early impressions." Today the lives of few of his countrymen have not been touched by J.D.R. Jr.'s gifts of land to the nation: Atlantic rollers loudly crashing and spuming on the rock-girt coasts of Acadia National Park in Maine; the rhododendrons of the Great Smokies, redolent and languid in the haze; Jackson...