January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... heard " by ears polite . " Sunlight , in - doors , is a nun and enters veiled ; or it is a " grocery , " poured from a tin can ; or a chemical , conducted in an iron tube . The air , in - doors , must needs be beaten with fans , into a ...
... heard " by ears polite . " Sunlight , in - doors , is a nun and enters veiled ; or it is a " grocery , " poured from a tin can ; or a chemical , conducted in an iron tube . The air , in - doors , must needs be beaten with fans , into a ...
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... heard , the alphabet of almost all thought , and the utterances of almost all tongues . This is not a dis- covery ; oh , no ! but only a wreath of vapor to the " cloud of witnesses " that have already testified . Life . THE pulses of ...
... heard , the alphabet of almost all thought , and the utterances of almost all tongues . This is not a dis- covery ; oh , no ! but only a wreath of vapor to the " cloud of witnesses " that have already testified . Life . THE pulses of ...
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... heard , or we fancied , its musical tide , When it flowed through the Gate - way of gold ! Jenny June , then I said , let us linger no more , On the banks of the beautiful River- Let the boat be unmoored , and be muffled the oar , And ...
... heard , or we fancied , its musical tide , When it flowed through the Gate - way of gold ! Jenny June , then I said , let us linger no more , On the banks of the beautiful River- Let the boat be unmoored , and be muffled the oar , And ...
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... heard , As she whispered , ' That way is not Heaven's ; For the River that runs by the realm of the Blest Has no song on its ripple , no star on its breast- Oh ! that River is nothing like this ! For it glides on in shadow , beyond the ...
... heard , As she whispered , ' That way is not Heaven's ; For the River that runs by the realm of the Blest Has no song on its ripple , no star on its breast- Oh ! that River is nothing like this ! For it glides on in shadow , beyond the ...
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... heard , and a brood of life emerge , and skulk away , each with his cradle of a shell upon his back . The sad story is soon told ; they set fire to the pile , that was to become a funeral - pyre ; the brush sparkled and blazed , the ...
... heard , and a brood of life emerge , and skulk away , each with his cradle of a shell upon his back . The sad story is soon told ; they set fire to the pile , that was to become a funeral - pyre ; the brush sparkled and blazed , 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!