Scribner's Magazine, Količina 60Edward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan Charles Scribners Sons, 1916 |
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... turned out to be precisely as bad as it was firmly expected to be . The California journalist who wrote that hands and feet , toes and fingers , were free in Kalaupapa for any one who would stoop to pick them up ; the man who re- corded ...
... turned out to be precisely as bad as it was firmly expected to be . The California journalist who wrote that hands and feet , toes and fingers , were free in Kalaupapa for any one who would stoop to pick them up ; the man who re- corded ...
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... turned to him ; but sometimes the full pomp and joy of a lawsuit is achieved . There are a court- house and a jail , a native judge and a native policeman ( both lepers ) ; every facility , indeed , for the happy airing of quarrels in ...
... turned to him ; but sometimes the full pomp and joy of a lawsuit is achieved . There are a court- house and a jail , a native judge and a native policeman ( both lepers ) ; every facility , indeed , for the happy airing of quarrels in ...
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... turned the scales ; a cry of " Stand by the President " swept the representatives into line with an unashamed whirlwind of loyalty to country and the country's leader . Logic is the careful hewing of steps up a mountain ; emotion sums ...
... turned the scales ; a cry of " Stand by the President " swept the representatives into line with an unashamed whirlwind of loyalty to country and the country's leader . Logic is the careful hewing of steps up a mountain ; emotion sums ...
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... turned livid . Everybody stopped talk- ing . Everybody coincidentally moved his or her neck and stared where Mrs. Northcote fluttered before that gaze of an angry lion . " Have I read the American note ? " the attorney - general ...
... turned livid . Everybody stopped talk- ing . Everybody coincidentally moved his or her neck and stared where Mrs. Northcote fluttered before that gaze of an angry lion . " Have I read the American note ? " the attorney - general ...
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... turned the corner at the flag flying over the embassy . Five minutes later , as he came into Curzon Street , a barrel organ , half - way down the block , stood silent . As the grinder looked up and saw Vane on the hot , empty sidewalk ...
... turned the corner at the flag flying over the embassy . Five minutes later , as he came into Curzon Street , a barrel organ , half - way down the block , stood silent . As the grinder looked up and saw Vane on the hot , empty sidewalk ...
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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...