January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... , must needs be beaten with fans , into a mockery of motion , and music , immured in rosewood and mahogany , is manumitted at intervals , by ivory fingers with ivory keys . Whoever has time to look and listen , need only.
... , must needs be beaten with fans , into a mockery of motion , and music , immured in rosewood and mahogany , is manumitted at intervals , by ivory fingers with ivory keys . Whoever has time to look and listen , need only.
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... fingers were lifted from the pulses of the tree , and they throbbed full and strong . Pumps in the earth below ... finger visible . No advertisements in the newspapers , of " 16 JANUARY AND JUNE .
... fingers were lifted from the pulses of the tree , and they throbbed full and strong . Pumps in the earth below ... finger visible . No advertisements in the newspapers , of " 16 JANUARY AND JUNE .
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... fingers that keyed the spheres to their sublime harmonies . 66 LITTLE JEMMY . " AND there's " JEMMY , " a little top - knotted , green- coated Canary of some five months , that sits in his cage , crumbles his cracker , notches his fresh ...
... fingers that keyed the spheres to their sublime harmonies . 66 LITTLE JEMMY . " AND there's " JEMMY , " a little top - knotted , green- coated Canary of some five months , that sits in his cage , crumbles his cracker , notches his fresh ...
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... fingers of Philosophy , against the lightnings of Heaven ; the rusty route of the thunder - bolt wreathed in the beauty of Summer ; a token of amity extended upon the " present arms " of Science to the tempest ; an offering from the ...
... fingers of Philosophy , against the lightnings of Heaven ; the rusty route of the thunder - bolt wreathed in the beauty of Summer ; a token of amity extended upon the " present arms " of Science to the tempest ; an offering from the ...
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... fingers are weaving the curtains again , Whose woofing is netted with stars ; The tremulous woods on the verge of the world , Just bending beneath the blue spars , Are valanced with crimson and welted with gold . Where now are the ...
... fingers are weaving the curtains again , Whose woofing is netted with stars ; The tremulous woods on the verge of the world , Just bending beneath the blue spars , Are valanced with crimson and welted with gold . Where now are the ...
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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!