The Sparrowgrass Papers: Or, Living in the CountryDerby & Jackson, 1856 - Всего страниц: 328 |
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... took them in . Next morning , another dozen came . It was getting to be a serious matter ; so I rose betimes the following morning , and when my neighbor's cucumbers came , I filled his man's basket with some of my own , by way of ...
... took them in . Next morning , another dozen came . It was getting to be a serious matter ; so I rose betimes the following morning , and when my neighbor's cucumbers came , I filled his man's basket with some of my own , by way of ...
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... took me at an unguarded moment , and I almost answered , " A beauty ; " but we had company , so I said , with a blush , " A female , I believe . " " Nonsense , " she replied , with a toss of the " know - nothing " cap ; " nonsense ; I ...
... took me at an unguarded moment , and I almost answered , " A beauty ; " but we had company , so I said , with a blush , " A female , I believe . " " Nonsense , " she replied , with a toss of the " know - nothing " cap ; " nonsense ; I ...
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... row off in the river , and blow a prolonged note softly ; increasing it until it thrilled across the night like the dolorous trumpet of Roland , at the rout of Ronce valles . I slipped away , took the hidden instrument from the bushes ,
... row off in the river , and blow a prolonged note softly ; increasing it until it thrilled across the night like the dolorous trumpet of Roland , at the rout of Ronce valles . I slipped away , took the hidden instrument from the bushes ,
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... took the precaution of dropping an anchor to windward , and once more exalted my horn . Obstinacy is a Sparrowgrassic virtue . My upper - lip , under the tuition of the mouth - piece , had puffed out into the worst kind of a blister ...
... took the precaution of dropping an anchor to windward , and once more exalted my horn . Obstinacy is a Sparrowgrassic virtue . My upper - lip , under the tuition of the mouth - piece , had puffed out into the worst kind of a blister ...
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... took any notice of us . " Exactly . " " Then what difference did it make how I was dressed - whether I wore Honiton lace or cotton edging ? " " I am afraid , " said I , " Mrs. Sparrowgrass , if you had made a point of wearing cotton ...
... took any notice of us . " Exactly . " " Then what difference did it make how I was dressed - whether I wore Honiton lace or cotton edging ? " " I am afraid , " said I , " Mrs. Sparrowgrass , if you had made a point of wearing cotton ...
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Стр. 35 - THE splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 83 - Here are sweet peas, on tip-toe for a flight: With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
Стр. 38 - But music for the time doth change his nature. The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
Стр. 197 - LORD, how manifold are thy works: in wisdom hast thou made them all ; the earth is full of thy riches.
Стр. 59 - Earth, ocean, air, beloved brotherhood ! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel Your love, and recompense the boon with mine ; If dewy morn, and odorous noon, and even, With sunset and its gorgeous ministers, And solemn midnight's tingling silentness ; If autumn's hollow sighs in the sere wood, And winter robing with pure snow and crowns Of starry ice the grey grass and bare boughs...
Стр. 141 - I was pleased with the exploit, but after a few minutes was seized with horror, as having in a sportive way killed an innocent creature while she was careful for her young. I beheld her lying dead and thought those young ones for which she was so careful must now perish for want of their dam to nourish them...
Стр. 67 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring. Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Стр. 205 - The burning babe As I in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow, Surprised I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near, A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear; Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed. Alas...
Стр. 249 - THE Spring is here — the delicate-footed May, With its slight fingers full of leaves and flowers And with it comes a thirst to be away, Wasting in wood-paths its voluptuous hours — A feeling that is like a sense of wings, Restless to soar above these perishing things.
Стр. 72 - It was not until he had roused up everybody around, broken in the basement door with an axe, gotten into the kitchen with his cursed savage dogs and shooting-iron, and seized me by the collar, that he recognized me — and then, he wanted me to explain it ! But what kind of an explanation could I make to him ? I told him he would have to wait until my mind was composed, and then I would let him understand the whole matter fully. But he never would have had the particulars from me, for I do not approve...