Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art, and National Interests, Том 6G.P.Putnam & Company, 1855 |
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... speak to me , only take me in his arms , only even scold or whip me , I thought I would find some way of storming the secret of his heart . For that such a secret was in him , I had , I know not how , become firmly convinced . In the ...
... speak to me , only take me in his arms , only even scold or whip me , I thought I would find some way of storming the secret of his heart . For that such a secret was in him , I had , I know not how , become firmly convinced . In the ...
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... Speak quick , men , " he added , with passion . " A minute is an age now . Who goes with John Burnet ? " No one stirred . The sea was now strewn in all directions with the loose furniture of the ship , and here and there through the ...
... Speak quick , men , " he added , with passion . " A minute is an age now . Who goes with John Burnet ? " No one stirred . The sea was now strewn in all directions with the loose furniture of the ship , and here and there through the ...
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... speak too strongly , we take the first nine poems in the volume . " Lyra " is a dirge ; " In illness , " continues the theme ; " To the Night " concludes it . " The minstrel " dies ; " Hyala " shoots " a plump goat . " " Pictures of ...
... speak too strongly , we take the first nine poems in the volume . " Lyra " is a dirge ; " In illness , " continues the theme ; " To the Night " concludes it . " The minstrel " dies ; " Hyala " shoots " a plump goat . " " Pictures of ...
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... speak as the waves inspire , While the plashy dip of the languid oar Is a furrow of silver fire . " The " Bedouin Song " has been much quoted and praised . But , admirable as it is as a study and a picture , we prefer the concentrated ...
... speak as the waves inspire , While the plashy dip of the languid oar Is a furrow of silver fire . " The " Bedouin Song " has been much quoted and praised . But , admirable as it is as a study and a picture , we prefer the concentrated ...
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... speak more properly , worms . " The shores are more fertile than the dry land . The inhabitants measure their crops , not only by bushels of corn , but by barrels of clams . A thousand bar- rels of clam - bait are counted as equal in ...
... speak more properly , worms . " The shores are more fertile than the dry land . The inhabitants measure their crops , not only by bushels of corn , but by barrels of clams . A thousand bar- rels of clam - bait are counted as equal in ...
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Страница 122 - The drum-beat repeated o'er and o'er, And the bugle wild and shrill. And the music of that old song Throbs in my memory still : ' A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 138 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Страница 122 - And the sound of that mournful song Goes through me with a thrill : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 374 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Страница 122 - Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 568 - Cedar ! Of your strong and pliant branches, My canoe to make more steady, Make more strong and firm beneath me!" Through the summit of the Cedar Went a sound, a cry of horror, Went a murmur of resistance; But it whispered, bending downward, "Take my boughs, O Hiawatha!
Страница 123 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.' And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair, And with joy that is almost pain My heart goes back to wander there, And among the dreams of the days that were, I find my lost youth again. And the strange and beautiful song, The groves are repeating it still: 'A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 237 - Through beds of sand and matted rushy isles — Oxus, forgetting the bright speed he had In his high mountain cradle in Pamere, A foil'd circuitous wanderer — till at last The long'd-for dash of waves is heard, and wide His luminous home of waters opens, bright And tranquil, from whose floor the new-bathed stars Emerge, and shine upon the Aral Sea.
Страница 374 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Страница 371 - Yet, if she were not a cheat, If Maud were all that she seem'd, And her smile were all that I dream'd, Then the world were not so bitter But a smile could make it sweet VI.