And, and most immediately and
poignantly, were their far conclusions, their long-won wisdoms, shut even then in the huge, metallic heart of the Red One, waiting for the first earth-man to read?
And then he traversed the room like a hound on the scent, skimming the walls, considering the corners of the bulging matting on his hands and knees, rummaging mantel and tables, the curtains and hangngs, the drunken cabinet in the corner, for a visible sign, unable to perceive that she was there beside, around, against, within, above him, clinging to him, wooing him, calling him so
poignantly through the finer senses that even his grosser ones became cognisant of the call.
And so
poignantly did he remember, that he became wide awake, and many pictures, beginning, with the girl babe, burned their torment in his brain.
This the lieutenant felt most
poignantly, and this was the reason he leant his head against the window, and sighed so deeply.
The exaggerated pessimism in this part of his outcry is explained by his own statement, that he lived in a transition time, when the old faith was (as he held) dead, and the new one (partly realized in our own generation) as yet 'powerless to be born.' Arnold's poetry, therefore, is to be viewed as largely the expression, monotonous but often
poignantly beautiful, of a temporary mood of questioning protest.
At last
poignantly uncertain as to what would happen if he opened his lips, he muttered:
He was smoking his cigar with a
poignantly mocking air and not even looking at me.
She was dimly aware of the scathing intention lurking in these soft low tones, in these words which appealed to her
poignantly. She defended herself.
She missed him
poignantly, with all the force of her protecting passion.
One day I had come to my studies in lower spirits than usual; the ebb was occasioned by a
poignantly felt disappointment.
From among the confused memories of that tragic flare one little figure emerged very bright and
poignantly sweet, Edna, crying back reluctantly from the departing motor-car, "See you to-morrer, Bert?"
For the moment he
poignantly regretted that rumor was not true, and that his eleven millions were not in reality thirty millions.