January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... living all by herself , in underground lodgings , as widows have done , and will do , again and again , till there is no such thing as widowdom in the world . She had two nice little apartments , but not much to speak of in the way of ...
... living all by herself , in underground lodgings , as widows have done , and will do , again and again , till there is no such thing as widowdom in the world . She had two nice little apartments , but not much to speak of in the way of ...
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... living eloquence of the Educated Hand . Digging a line of poetry , indeed ! They shall shovel out whole cantos from rich loam ; they - every body- : shall carve out beauty from rock ; forge beati tudes 56 JANUARY AND JUNE .
... living eloquence of the Educated Hand . Digging a line of poetry , indeed ! They shall shovel out whole cantos from rich loam ; they - every body- : shall carve out beauty from rock ; forge beati tudes 56 JANUARY AND JUNE .
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... and makes one re- member old sunsets , old " flames , " and old friends ; and there's your right bright , merry living shower , that comes dancing down in sunshine , or moon shine , or any time , all the same . 72 JANUARY AND JUNE .
... and makes one re- member old sunsets , old " flames , " and old friends ; and there's your right bright , merry living shower , that comes dancing down in sunshine , or moon shine , or any time , all the same . 72 JANUARY AND JUNE .
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... living , throbbed out by one heart , only to find lodgment in another ? And what is Music , but the melodious wing that wafts and warms it on its mission round the world — that will not let it droop - that will not let it die ? " Auld ...
... living , throbbed out by one heart , only to find lodgment in another ? And what is Music , but the melodious wing that wafts and warms it on its mission round the world — that will not let it droop - that will not let it die ? " Auld ...
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... living satin-- Satan ? -how does he , " That rolled away loose as the sea - wave , sweep up his coil Surge upon surge , and lay his gorgeous head With its fix'd , sleepless eye i̇ ' the centre ring , The watcher of his living citadel ...
... living satin-- Satan ? -how does he , " That rolled away loose as the sea - wave , sweep up his coil Surge upon surge , and lay his gorgeous head With its fix'd , sleepless eye i̇ ' the centre ring , The watcher of his living citadel ...
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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!