He does not exhibit a new view of nature, or raise insignificant objects into importance, but generally takes commonplace thoughts and events, and tries to express them in stronger and statelier
language than others.
So Modern Maturity it was to be, then, where life, or what was left of it, would move at a statelier
A priest, for instance, will often shout out the last syllable of a phrase, forcing the congregation to slow down to a statelier
, more "reverent" cadence.
By contrast, the set by headliners Procol Harum was statelier
and a tad portentous, the faux-operatic quality epitomised by their 1967 hit A Whiter Shade of Pale.
In spite of that she enjoyed designing her new coat-of-arms and statelier
liveries for her footmen.
POINTERS snoozed at our feet and handsome Harris Hawks and an eagle perched on their owners' gloved fists, as the farm trailer bumped to the first location close to where the fast-flowing River Ceiriog merges with the waters of the statelier
This is the first venture of the Tate into the clamorotts, world of Georgian caricatures which complement the statelier
images of Reynolds or Gainsborough.
Gradually, since the first scene, the chase-movie cinematography has yielded to the statelier
pace of despair.
Summoning melancholy, the poet shapes his words to a slower, statelier
pace: Come pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train.
And "how sweet was it to return within the system of human society, not as to a dungeon and a chain, but as to a stately edifice, whence we could go forth at will into statelier
In "Frederick Douglass" Dunbar modulates his own "Ode to Ethiopia" in form and content to Milton's "Lycidas." Dunbar largely keeps the six-line stanza of his earlier ode but extends the four-and three-beat lines to a uniform and statelier
MacGillivray's trademark swooping camera shots are here far statelier
, befitting the majesty of the Alps, sometimes moving in to discover tiny figures on a vast, apparently empty wall of snow or receding to put the intrepid humans in perspective.
If the London art world is transitioning into a scene that feels comfortable about celebrating itself, as exhibitions like the Verne-themed adventure suggest, it is figures such as these who will likely ensure that even the city's statelier
institutions deliver exhibitions worth celebrating.
And yet how sweet--as we floated homeward adown the golden river, at sunset--how sweet it was to return within the system of human society, not as to a dungeon and a chain, but as to a stately edifice, whence we could go forth at will into a statelier