Arthur's Home Magazine, Том 48T.S. Arthur and Son, 1880 |
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... pretty little waterfall . " croachments of a wasting sickness . The case had been troubling her for weeks . She had sent food a number of times , and given the woman some of her cast - off garments to make over for her two little girls ...
... pretty little waterfall . " croachments of a wasting sickness . The case had been troubling her for weeks . She had sent food a number of times , and given the woman some of her cast - off garments to make over for her two little girls ...
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... pretty little waterfall , you know , near Spring Lake , and just off the road . She made a beautiful drawing . I really didn't know that the girl possessed so much talent . But the funny part was , that she put you into the sketch ...
... pretty little waterfall , you know , near Spring Lake , and just off the road . She made a beautiful drawing . I really didn't know that the girl possessed so much talent . But the funny part was , that she put you into the sketch ...
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... pretty waterfall among the Chester Hills . " over it time and again , and always with an evil pleasure . He had held to its possession with an evil purpose in his heart . But now , as his eyes fell upon it , there came a complete ...
... pretty waterfall among the Chester Hills . " over it time and again , and always with an evil pleasure . He had held to its possession with an evil purpose in his heart . But now , as his eyes fell upon it , there came a complete ...
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... pretty conceit of this sort had flashed across the mind of the occupant of the library as he stood for a few minutes drinking in all the fresh wonder and beauty of sight and sound before he turned from the window and buried himself in a ...
... pretty conceit of this sort had flashed across the mind of the occupant of the library as he stood for a few minutes drinking in all the fresh wonder and beauty of sight and sound before he turned from the window and buried himself in a ...
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... pretty pantomime that followed . As he gazed , as merrily as the boy . the wolfish glare went slowly out of his eyes , the grip on his club relaxed , while his face had the look of one half - stunned . But through all he kept his blank ...
... pretty pantomime that followed . As he gazed , as merrily as the boy . the wolfish glare went slowly out of his eyes , the grip on his club relaxed , while his face had the look of one half - stunned . But through all he kept his blank ...
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Страница 259 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. 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...
Страница 214 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.
Страница 81 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Страница 214 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Страница 361 - All jubilant with song And bright with many an angel And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them; The daylight is serene: The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
Страница 247 - SPRING, with that nameless pathos in the air Which dwells with all things fair, Spring, with her golden suns and silver rain, Is with us once again. Out in the lonely woods the jasmine burns Its fragrant lamps, and turns Into a royal court with green festoons The banks of dark lagoons. In the deep heart of every forest tree The blood is all aglee, And there's a look about the leafless bowers As if they dreamed of flowers.
Страница 214 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With...
Страница 259 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Страница 260 - 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 319 - But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore : ye are of more value than many sparrows.