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Baker & Taylor Company, 1910 - 361 страници
 

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Страница 25 - I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and none other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me...
Страница 281 - Embossed and filled with water, as pure As any that flows between Rheims and Namur, Which a nice little boy stood ready to catch In a fine golden hand-basin made to match. Two nice little boys, rather more grown, Carried lavender-water and...
Страница 189 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
Страница 282 - And a nice little boy had a nice cake of soap, Worthy of washing the hands of the Pope. One little boy more A napkin bore, Of the best white diaper, fringed with pink, And a Cardinal's Hat mark'd in
Страница 112 - And if the husband or the wife In home's strong light discovers Such slight defaults as failed to meet The blinded eyes of lovers, " Why need we care to ask ? — who dreams Without their thorns of roses, Or wonders that the truest steel The readiest spark discloses ? " For still in mutual sufferance lies The secret of true living : Love scarce is love that never knows The sweetness of forgiving.
Страница 196 - The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on : nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, ^11 or all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
Страница 311 - Edged and vibrant, yet within you Racked and hurried back and forward. Then the lights grow fast and furious, And you hear a noise of waters, And you wrestle, blind and dizzy, In an agony of effort, 20 Till a sudden lull accepts you, And you sound an utter darkness . . . And awaken . . . with a struggle . . . On a hushed, attentive audience.
Страница 197 - Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking ; Dream of battled fields no more, Days of danger, nights of waking. In our isle's enchanted hall, Hands unseen thy couch are strewing, Fairy strains of music fall, Every sense in slumber dewing. Soldier, rest ! thy warfare o'er...
Страница 16 - How much wood could a woodchuck chuck If a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Страница 172 - As through the land at eve we went, And pluck'd the ripen'd ears, We fell out, my wife and I, And kissed again with tears: And blessings on the falling-out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love, And kiss again with tears! For when we came where lies the child We lost in other years, There above the little grave, We kissed again with tears.

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