January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... Death .... ' Our Folks ' ... Jewelry Finished .. ' Bugs ' and Beauties ..... Ploughshares and Sorrows . Our Defences .... Digging for a ' Subject ' .... Railway Magic ... Fourth of July .. It Rains ' Movements ' Hendom .. Chicken Pie ...
... Death .... ' Our Folks ' ... Jewelry Finished .. ' Bugs ' and Beauties ..... Ploughshares and Sorrows . Our Defences .... Digging for a ' Subject ' .... Railway Magic ... Fourth of July .. It Rains ' Movements ' Hendom .. Chicken Pie ...
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... Death . THE world is curved round about with Heaven , and Heaven never seems nearer than in June . Its great blue rafters bend low on every hand , and how one can get out of the world , without getting into Heaven , is to us a physical ...
... Death . THE world is curved round about with Heaven , and Heaven never seems nearer than in June . Its great blue rafters bend low on every hand , and how one can get out of the world , without getting into Heaven , is to us a physical ...
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... Death is not afraid of the sunshine , for he comes in June . The rustle of ten thousand leaves does not startle him ; the breath of ten thousand flowers does not charm him away ... DEATH was counting all the while , and " one DEATH . 19.
... Death is not afraid of the sunshine , for he comes in June . The rustle of ten thousand leaves does not startle him ; the breath of ten thousand flowers does not charm him away ... DEATH was counting all the while , and " one DEATH . 19.
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Benjamin Franklin Taylor. DEATH was counting all the while , and " one " he was numbering as his own , and his count - alas ! for it- was the surest . One star fell from the blue air ; it was Heaven aloft , still . One white rose drifted ...
Benjamin Franklin Taylor. DEATH was counting all the while , and " one " he was numbering as his own , and his count - alas ! for it- was the surest . One star fell from the blue air ; it was Heaven aloft , still . One white rose drifted ...
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... filled with hope , she followed the Gazelle through the dark- ness by the perfume in its pathway , and she found it at last , its lips reddened with red roses , its limbs laved in white lilies , sweetly reposing in the " GARDENS DEATH 21.
... filled with hope , she followed the Gazelle through the dark- ness by the perfume in its pathway , and she found it at last , its lips reddened with red roses , its limbs laved in white lilies , sweetly reposing in the " GARDENS DEATH 21.
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January and June: Being Out-door Thinkings and Fire-side Musings Benjamin Franklin Taylor Полный просмотр - 1854 |
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amid beat beautiful bells beneath billows bird bless blue blue air body bosom breath Cape Horn Circassian cloud Cochin China comes cradle crimson Daguerreotype dark dead Dead Past dream dust earth eyes fellow fire flowers flung flutter Fourth of July gay woods glitter glory glow gold golden gone grave gray green grow half heart Heaven hens hope iron iron song June leaf leaves light linger lips look lustrum mas Days memory morning mother never night o'er rain rattled and rocked remember rock rose Rotten Stone round rustling sang shadow sigh silver sing smile song soul stars summer swallow's nest sweet swelling swinging tears There's thing thought three-cent pieces thunder tree turned uttered Vine voice waiting wave Whip-poor-Will whisper wind window wings wonder woods word yesterday
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Стр. 53 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Стр. 42 - But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
Стр. 84 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Стр. 180 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living present! Heart within, and GOD o'erhead!
Стр. 174 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Стр. 163 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : Oh that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw!