The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1920 |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 100
Stran 6
... face and double up like a carpenter's rule , into a ball or apparently himself and the skis tangle into knots , was no less than alarming ; but to see him unfold , unroll or shake out the knots and start back up the slide was delicious ...
... face and double up like a carpenter's rule , into a ball or apparently himself and the skis tangle into knots , was no less than alarming ; but to see him unfold , unroll or shake out the knots and start back up the slide was delicious ...
Stran 20
... face of the earth , but still linger in mem- ory's gallery as distinct pictures of the long ago . There was near by a wild pigeons ' roost , a deep forest where at twilight in- numerable wild pigeons would assemble and fill all the ...
... face of the earth , but still linger in mem- ory's gallery as distinct pictures of the long ago . There was near by a wild pigeons ' roost , a deep forest where at twilight in- numerable wild pigeons would assemble and fill all the ...
Stran 23
... face . " No M'sieur , no other . " Once on the street , I looked up at the the house . My sitting room window had two windows ; ten feet from them and at the same elevation were two similar windows . From the room behind them had is ...
... face . " No M'sieur , no other . " Once on the street , I looked up at the the house . My sitting room window had two windows ; ten feet from them and at the same elevation were two similar windows . From the room behind them had is ...
Stran 24
... face . " I heard - and I recognized . Ten years ago there appeared at the Paris Opera House a Swedish woman - of great beauty - and natural voice . She was , however , of a temperament too cold— too reserved for what should be the most ...
... face . " I heard - and I recognized . Ten years ago there appeared at the Paris Opera House a Swedish woman - of great beauty - and natural voice . She was , however , of a temperament too cold— too reserved for what should be the most ...
Stran 26
... face of opposition , sometimes bitter , sometimes indifferent , but always for- midable in greater or less degree . The stigma that has gathered about the word is only relative . It arises from a perversion of the point of view . It is ...
... face of opposition , sometimes bitter , sometimes indifferent , but always for- midable in greater or less degree . The stigma that has gathered about the word is only relative . It arises from a perversion of the point of view . It is ...
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Stran 232 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say ?" "Why, say, 'Sail on ! sail on ! and on !'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak.
Stran 158 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !" Then pale and worn, he paced his deck, And peered through darkness.
Stran 158 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 133 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Stran 113 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 232 - BEHIND him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak; what shall I say?
Stran 113 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 158 - This mad sea shows his teeth tonight. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Adm'r'l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 87 - For ever and aye in dust at his side ? " Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain. Man, and man only, makes war on his brother ; And laughs in his heart at his peril and pain : Shamed by the beasts that go down on the plain. " Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust...
Stran 158 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light!