Scribner's Magazine ..., Volumen20C. Scribner's sons, 1896 |
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... look out of place in Saratoga or Narragansett Pier , but on the boat it looks like a tatter torn out of Broad- way and when , after the races , it bursts upon the verandas of Brighton and Man- hattan Beaches , it fits into the multi ...
... look out of place in Saratoga or Narragansett Pier , but on the boat it looks like a tatter torn out of Broad- way and when , after the races , it bursts upon the verandas of Brighton and Man- hattan Beaches , it fits into the multi ...
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... look , but listen . Joy of joys ! a blackbird in the cedar , Flings a golden gauntlet of defiance , Gallant and gay . Dares the winter to his worst endeavor- And the boughs once more , Rustle thick with leaves and jewelled fruitage ...
... look , but listen . Joy of joys ! a blackbird in the cedar , Flings a golden gauntlet of defiance , Gallant and gay . Dares the winter to his worst endeavor- And the boughs once more , Rustle thick with leaves and jewelled fruitage ...
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... look so fine as when clouds are roll- ing over them . On the way to the Mutt lake we had a strange adventure , of which I was for tunate enough to secure a photograph . We were approaching the highest sheep pasture as the day waned ...
... look so fine as when clouds are roll- ing over them . On the way to the Mutt lake we had a strange adventure , of which I was for tunate enough to secure a photograph . We were approaching the highest sheep pasture as the day waned ...
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... look at it , " and to be rid of him the man agreed . For the next quarter of an hour Tommy and Gavinia were very near the door of the Blue and White room , Tommy whis- pering , dejectedly , " I hear no laugh- ing , " and Gavinia ...
... look at it , " and to be rid of him the man agreed . For the next quarter of an hour Tommy and Gavinia were very near the door of the Blue and White room , Tommy whis- pering , dejectedly , " I hear no laugh- ing , " and Gavinia ...
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... look so queer ? " cried the startled maid . " I thought you was converted . " " So I am , " he shouted , " I'm more converted than ever , and yet I can do it just the same ! Gavinia , I've found a wy y ! " " He was hurrying off on Mr ...
... look so queer ? " cried the startled maid . " I thought you was converted . " " So I am , " he shouted , " I'm more converted than ever , and yet I can do it just the same ! Gavinia , I've found a wy y ! " " He was hurrying off on Mr ...
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Página 169 - GOD ALMIGHTY first planted a Garden. And indeed it is the purest of human pleasures. It is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man...
Página 178 - Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, That the spices thereof may flow out.
Página 292 - At least I have found, that where the subject is taken immediately from the author's personal sensations and experiences, the excellence of a particular poem is but an equivocal mark, and often a fallacious pledge, of genuine poetic power.
Página 285 - Read the best books first, or you may not have a chance to read them at all.
Página 22 - THE skies they were ashen and sober, The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir — It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.
Página 23 - Where the heart is, there the muses, there the gods sojourn, and not in any geography of fame. Massachusetts, Connecticut River and Boston Bay you think paltry places, and the ear loves names of foreign and classic topography. But here we are ; and, if we will tarry a little, we may come to learn that here is best. See to it only that thyself is here...
Página 158 - LORD, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
Página 22 - I had gazed perhaps two minutes' space, Joanna, looking in my eyes, beheld That ravishment of mine, and laughed aloud. The Rock, like something starting from a sleep, Took up the lady's voice, and laughed again ; That ancient woman seated on Helm-crag Was ready with her cavern ; Hammar-scar, And the tall steep of Silver-how, sent forth A noise of laughter ; southern Loughrigg heard, And Fairfield answered with a mountain tone ; Helvellyn far into the clear blue sky Carried the lady's voice ; old...