Scribner's Magazine, Količina 60Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan Charles Scribners Sons, 1916 |
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... stood him on his feet . He was a Virginian , and most Southern boys are born speech- makers ; this one noticeably so . Slight and small , he stood swaying , smiling , and rubbed his knuckles into eyes brilliant with the drug . Then he ...
... stood him on his feet . He was a Virginian , and most Southern boys are born speech- makers ; this one noticeably so . Slight and small , he stood swaying , smiling , and rubbed his knuckles into eyes brilliant with the drug . Then he ...
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... stood at his plate ; he had touched nothing to drink during dinner . With a swift movement he caught up the globe of crimson light and poised it for a shot , his eyes blazing at the Washington and the flag . But Armstrong caught his ...
... stood at his plate ; he had touched nothing to drink during dinner . With a swift movement he caught up the globe of crimson light and poised it for a shot , his eyes blazing at the Washington and the flag . But Armstrong caught his ...
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... stood silent . As the grinder looked up and saw Vane on the hot , empty sidewalk he scrutinized him for a moment and turned to his organ and with that began to play . Some- thing inside Vane jumped . He halted , listening to the rasping ...
... stood silent . As the grinder looked up and saw Vane on the hot , empty sidewalk he scrutinized him for a moment and turned to his organ and with that began to play . Some- thing inside Vane jumped . He halted , listening to the rasping ...
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... stood in the midst of these Englishmen behaving so un - Englishly , touched to the heart . " No credit to me , " he threw at one . " I couldn't help it - it was bigger than me " ; and " You are wonderful people , you English , you ...
... stood in the midst of these Englishmen behaving so un - Englishly , touched to the heart . " No credit to me , " he threw at one . " I couldn't help it - it was bigger than me " ; and " You are wonderful people , you English , you ...
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... stood admiring the perfection of his preparations , fixing this and changing that , he was suddenly seized with the awful thought that this was the date of Herr Conried's dinner . What was to be done ? He was due at Herr Conried's house ...
... stood admiring the perfection of his preparations , fixing this and changing that , he was suddenly seized with the awful thought that this was the date of Herr Conried's dinner . What was to be done ? He was due at Herr Conried's house ...
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Stran 123 - I own that I am disposed to say grace upon twenty other occasions in the course of the day besides my dinner. I want a form for setting out upon a pleasant walk, for a moonlight ramble, for a friendly meeting, or a solved problem. Why have we none for books, those spiritual repasts — a grace before Milton — a grace before Shakespeare — a devotional exercise proper to be said before reading the Fairy Queen?
Stran 44 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak. The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Stran 198 - Others more mild, Retreated in a silent valley, sing With notes angelical to many a harp Their own heroic deeds and hapless fall By doom of battle ; and complain that fate ' Free virtue should enthrall to force or chance.
Stran 30 - Oh, say, can you see by the dawn's early light. What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight. O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Stran 44 - O now, for ever, Farewell the tranquil mind ! farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue, O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner, — and all quality, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!
Stran 198 - Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the conqueror? who now beholds Cherub and Seraph rolling in the flood With...
Stran 648 - DRAMA, and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge and belief, a true statement of the ownership, management (and if a daily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publication for the date shown in the above caption, required by the Act of August 24, 1912, embodied in section 443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the reverse of this form, to wit: 1.
Stran 198 - I have lived both at the Hawes and Burford in a perpetual flutter, on the heels, as it seemed, of some adventure that should justify the place; but though the feeling had me to bed at night and called me again at morning in one unbroken round of pleasure and suspense, nothing befell me in either worth remark. The man or the hour had not yet come; but some day, I think, a boat shall put off from the Queen's Ferry, fraught with a dear cargo, and some frosty night a horseman, on a tragic errand, rattle...
Stran 199 - Of mortals each to each, against the blooms Of flowers, rush of rivers, and the tombs Of heroes gone! Against his proper glory Has my own soul conspired: so my story Will I to children utter, and repent. There never liv'da mortal man, who bent His appetite beyond his natural sphere, But starv'd and died.
Stran 424 - THIS Relative of mine, Was she seventy-and-nine When she died ? By the canvas may be seen How she look'd at seventeen, As a Bride. Beneath a summer tree Her maiden reverie Has a charm ; Her ringlets are in taste ; What an arm ! and what a waist For an arm...