January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... Half - hour at the Window ............ . Our Paper ...... Riding on a Rail ... Winter Nights ..... The Last of Ten ..... ' Shadows we are ' ......... . Time Indicted ....... 210 220 242 249 262 265 .... 267 The Old - fashioned Mother ...
... Half - hour at the Window ............ . Our Paper ...... Riding on a Rail ... Winter Nights ..... The Last of Ten ..... ' Shadows we are ' ......... . Time Indicted ....... 210 220 242 249 262 265 .... 267 The Old - fashioned Mother ...
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... half - effaced memory of something loved and lost . She knelt upon the turf , and bending low , still read the records of the truant's wanderings , and followed them . But the shadows fell too heavily at last , and she sat among the ...
... half - effaced memory of something loved and lost . She knelt upon the turf , and bending low , still read the records of the truant's wanderings , and followed them . But the shadows fell too heavily at last , and she sat among the ...
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... half said , half sighed , ' Let me fling a wreath over you , sweet Tree , ' and a wreath it was ' Just a festoon or two ; ' and festoons OUR FOLKS . 23.
... half said , half sighed , ' Let me fling a wreath over you , sweet Tree , ' and a wreath it was ' Just a festoon or two ; ' and festoons OUR FOLKS . 23.
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... half - leafless branches , and rolled up like a great green billow into the sun . Not content with this , the unprincipled thing paid its ad- dresses to a Peach Tree , and more than half ruined it ; but the Tree bore it all patiently ...
... half - leafless branches , and rolled up like a great green billow into the sun . Not content with this , the unprincipled thing paid its ad- dresses to a Peach Tree , and more than half ruined it ; but the Tree bore it all patiently ...
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... half the time , and is sure as preaching ' he was born to make it . He wonders if it couldn't be ' run ' in a mould ; if plas ter wouldn't do as well ; whether the least ' tich ' of red paint wouldn't make her lips kinder ' human , and ...
... half the time , and is sure as preaching ' he was born to make it . He wonders if it couldn't be ' run ' in a mould ; if plas ter wouldn't do as well ; whether the least ' tich ' of red paint wouldn't make her lips kinder ' human , and ...
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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!