January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... sometimes , as if a hand - organ should go crazy , and play all its tunes at once , he gives them all to- gether . The northern MOCKING BIRD is " C a charac- ter , " though he has none of his own , and never was known to utter an ...
... sometimes , as if a hand - organ should go crazy , and play all its tunes at once , he gives them all to- gether . The northern MOCKING BIRD is " C a charac- ter , " though he has none of his own , and never was known to utter an ...
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... sometimes packed away , and sometimes fluttering in the wind ; volumes bearing the imprint of the Almighty ; leaves damp from the press of Creation ; lithographs older than the rock of Plymouth ; paintings newer than June roses . In the ...
... sometimes packed away , and sometimes fluttering in the wind ; volumes bearing the imprint of the Almighty ; leaves damp from the press of Creation ; lithographs older than the rock of Plymouth ; paintings newer than June roses . In the ...
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... Sometimes , a little village parts the foliage of an " Oak Opening , " and peeps out to see the train go by . Here another skulks like a quail ; you catch a glimpse of it as you thunder past , and one cannot help thinking it will ...
... Sometimes , a little village parts the foliage of an " Oak Opening , " and peeps out to see the train go by . Here another skulks like a quail ; you catch a glimpse of it as you thunder past , and one cannot help thinking it will ...
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... sometimes see the sun- shine on the swelling hills abroad , while the veil of rain and shadow envelopes us where we stand . If the footfalls of those who have gone before , " To that unseen and silent shore , " are ever heard by the ...
... sometimes see the sun- shine on the swelling hills abroad , while the veil of rain and shadow envelopes us where we stand . If the footfalls of those who have gone before , " To that unseen and silent shore , " are ever heard by the ...
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... sometimes , as if it would toss itself into Heaven , and its glorious verdure be blent with the Blue of the Blest . A great Tree , its one column rising solemnly out of the earth , and its branches flung up into the sky , is a noble ...
... sometimes , as if it would toss itself into Heaven , and its glorious verdure be blent with the Blue of the Blest . A great Tree , its one column rising solemnly out of the earth , and its branches flung up into the sky , is a noble ...
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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!