Harper's New Monthly Magazine, 59. kötetHarper's Magazine Company, 1879 Important American periodical dating back to 1850. |
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... color and form ; and the farmer , who has always looked upon them as most excellent material for posts , now sees them invested with another function . Even the rank weeds which are mowed down and cast into the fire assume somewhat of ...
... color and form ; and the farmer , who has always looked upon them as most excellent material for posts , now sees them invested with another function . Even the rank weeds which are mowed down and cast into the fire assume somewhat of ...
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... color , that have passed over the people here since they settled down there on the little island by the Sound . I can see in imagination now the great primeval forest stretching away to the water , and not a sound but the songs of birds ...
... color , that have passed over the people here since they settled down there on the little island by the Sound . I can see in imagination now the great primeval forest stretching away to the water , and not a sound but the songs of birds ...
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... color , with black muzzles and switch- es . Could they be baptized as Jerseys and sent to England , their color would make their fortune . They had little else to rec- ommend them . Like all the cows of this region , and of Tyrol ...
... color , with black muzzles and switch- es . Could they be baptized as Jerseys and sent to England , their color would make their fortune . They had little else to rec- ommend them . Like all the cows of this region , and of Tyrol ...
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... seem to be quite ready . Lola's straw hat lay on the moss beside her . There was a rich color in her cheeks ; she seemed excited . She was below medium height ; her form was Donna was not told . No one knew it save BLACK POINT . 89.
... seem to be quite ready . Lola's straw hat lay on the moss beside her . There was a rich color in her cheeks ; she seemed excited . She was below medium height ; her form was Donna was not told . No one knew it save BLACK POINT . 89.
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... color in her cheeks now all the time ; but her hands were hot ; at night she scarcely slept . One day the house ... colors which the artist had giv- en her . It was not new , having been some time in his studio , and the girl in her ...
... color in her cheeks now all the time ; but her hands were hot ; at night she scarcely slept . One day the house ... colors which the artist had giv- en her . It was not new , having been some time in his studio , and the girl in her ...
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108. oldal - Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God. And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvellous tale.
187. oldal - And hotch'd and blew wi' might and main; Till first ae caper, syne anither, Tarn tint his reason a' thegither, And roars out: "Weel done, Cutty-sark!" And in an instant all was dark ; And scarcely had he Maggie rallied, When out the hellish legion sallied. As bees bizz out wi' angry fyke, When plundering herds assail their byke; As open pussie's mortal foes, When, pop!
138. oldal - Sadly, but not with upbraiding The generous deed was done; In the storm of the years that are fading, No braver battle was won; Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Under the blossoms, the Blue; Under the garlands, the Gray...
654. oldal - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not: in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
176. oldal - I've studied owls And other night fowls, And I tell you What I know to be true: An owl cannot roost With his limbs so unloosed; No owl in this world Ever had his claws curled, Ever had his legs slanted, Ever had his bill canted, Ever had his neck screwed Into that attitude. He can't do it, because 'Tis against all bird-laws.
138. oldal - The morning sun-rays fall, With a touch impartially tender, On the blossoms blooming for all; Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day — 'Broidered with gold the Blue, Mellowed with gold the Gray.
175. oldal - WHO stuffed that white owl?" No one spoke in the shop: The barber was busy, and he couldn't stop; The customers, waiting their turns, were all reading The Daily, the Herald, the Post, little heeding The young man who blurted out such a blunt question; Not one raised a head, or even made a suggestion; And the barber kept on shaving. "Don't you see, Mister Brown...
440. oldal - Bible say ? — that a millstone were hanged about his neck and he were cast into the depth of the sea. Let us take a drink," he concluded suddenly, but without any levity of tone.
620. oldal - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be ; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
460. oldal - His hair is as extraordinary as his taste in waistcoats ; a thick heavy mass of jet black ringlets falls over his left cheek almost to his collarless stock, while on the right temple it is parted and put away with the smooth carefulness of a girl's, and shines most unctuously With thy incomparable oil, Macassar.