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hills, a something of
 

There is forever an idea of repose about hills,
as they arise afar off, and a something of   ₁
 
sweeping down from the nearer There
stood the mansion, with its extent of deepest groves   ₂
 
these hills, the shadow of a something of   ₃
a message from
 
a something of the soil   ₄
a something of very recent origin, but it is not a new.
 
It is as old as the hills.   ₅
She looked where he was looking.
 
Two drawings above the chimney-piece.
A chain of red hills swung out into a blue sea.
 
A pink and white house on the terrace of a hill.
House and hill blazing out sunshine.   ₆
 

sources

1. “The Emblems of Mary,” in The Ave Maria 57:5 (Notre Dame, Indiana; August 1, 1903) : 129-134 (133)
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   There is forever an idea of repose, of unchangeableness, of immutability about hills, as they arise between heaven and earth, witnesses to all time of the Creator. Thence, too, magnificent views are obtained, objects are seen afar off, and a something of infinitude fills the mind. Hence this simile may be extended in all directions with regard to the most blessed amongst women and is suggestive of numberless thoughts.

2. Aubrey. By the author of... [Anne Marsh-Caldwell (1791-1874)] (1845; New York, 1854) : 5
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   massive woods were seen sweeping down from the nearer hills, reflected by a very large mere, or small lake, which lay sleeping in this day’s clear sunshine, at the foot of the ascent. There stood the mansion, with its extent of deepest groves, possessing a something of almost ostentatious grandeur.

3. Rebecca Harding Davis, Dallas Galbraith (1868) : 197
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   “Yes. I will tell her.”
         The silence between them, which these surface-words did not seem to break for some strange reason, seemed full of meaning to Miss Dundas — her color, her ordinary strength and vigor left her: it was as though she saw a warning presence which held them apart; the ghost, the shadow of a something of which the reality was never to live, never to be known to them. She tried to thrust it aside with any sound of words, without caring for their meaning:
         “I will never see her again. I never have been outside of these hills. Friends who go away are lost to me for ever. But you will see her? She is going back to Manasquan, and you have lived there. You can go back again to see the mists come up over the marshes, and the sea break on the beach: Lizzy has told me of it. It is good to be a man, to come and go where you will. There is nothing to keep a man from his friend unless death part them.”
         “No, I can never go back to Manasquan.”

4. “Exhibitions at Chicago Galleries,” being a review of exhibition of the Taos Society of Artists, at the Carson Pirie Scott Galleries, in The Fine Arts Journal 36:1 (Chicago, February 1918) : 42-47 (43)
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5. J. H. Lee (Muskegon, Michigan), “Old Nails : New Kegs” — A Live Dealer Advises the Michigan Retail Hardware Association of Several Prime Points of Modern Hardware Business, in Hardware Dealers’ Magazine 51 (June 1919) : 1209-1212
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6. May Sinclair, Mary Olivier : A Life (1919) : 257
   more : putterings 330

         “Going away. Getting out of this confounded country into the South of France. I’m not really happy, Mary, till I’m pottering about my garden at Agaye.”
         She looked where he was looking. Two drawings above the chimney-piece. A chain of red hills swung out into a blue sea. The Estérel. A pink and white house on the terrace of a hill. House and hill blazing out sunshine.
         Agaye. Agaye. Pottering about his garden at Agaye. He was happy there.
         “Well, you can get away. To Agaye.”
    

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