The National Magazine, 17. sējumsBostonian Publishing Company, 1903 |
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33. lappuse
... played over his face as he looked at it . Admira- tion , wonder , perplexity were there and finally a curious mixture of amusement and shrewd analysis . " Man proposes and God disposes , " he said aloud , and turned to meet the eyes of ...
... played over his face as he looked at it . Admira- tion , wonder , perplexity were there and finally a curious mixture of amusement and shrewd analysis . " Man proposes and God disposes , " he said aloud , and turned to meet the eyes of ...
64. lappuse
... plays into the hands of his rivals , and this fact is apt to bring him to terms . The customers ' orders which would naturally come to him go elsewhere ; and that means that the good will of the business is in danger of going with them ...
... plays into the hands of his rivals , and this fact is apt to bring him to terms . The customers ' orders which would naturally come to him go elsewhere ; and that means that the good will of the business is in danger of going with them ...
72. lappuse
SIGNORA ELEANORA DUSE . THE FAMOUS ITALIAN ACTRESS WHO IS SHORTLY TO PLAY A SEASON IN THIS COUNTRY , IN FRANCESCA DA RIMINI " THE HONORABLE JABEZ BUNTING SNOWBALL , LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR OF THE. Mr. McIlroy is a great smoker . I have known ...
SIGNORA ELEANORA DUSE . THE FAMOUS ITALIAN ACTRESS WHO IS SHORTLY TO PLAY A SEASON IN THIS COUNTRY , IN FRANCESCA DA RIMINI " THE HONORABLE JABEZ BUNTING SNOWBALL , LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR OF THE. Mr. McIlroy is a great smoker . I have known ...
75. lappuse
... play ; And the flow'rs , half adream in the roseate dawn , Know the twinkle and gleam of his feet on the lawn . With the birds he is up , with the bees he is out- And the hollyhock's cup turns ablush at his shout ; For he's known and ...
... play ; And the flow'rs , half adream in the roseate dawn , Know the twinkle and gleam of his feet on the lawn . With the birds he is up , with the bees he is out- And the hollyhock's cup turns ablush at his shout ; For he's known and ...
87. lappuse
... playing with her doll , and arranging its hair before a tall cheval glass , looked up bashfully . Kru- ger drew his arm chair before the mirror and lifted Eunice up beside him . " Let me help you , little one , " he said . And thus ...
... playing with her doll , and arranging its hair before a tall cheval glass , looked up bashfully . Kru- ger drew his arm chair before the mirror and lifted Eunice up beside him . " Let me help you , little one , " he said . And thus ...
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124. lappuse - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft ; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
124. lappuse - Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
218. lappuse - It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so : That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip, Thou dost not falL 'PERCHE PENSA?
787. lappuse - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven All's right with the world!
120. lappuse - I STROVE with none, for none was worth my strife; Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art; I warmed both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.
699. lappuse - You say your husband is a religious man; tell him when you meet him, that I say I am not much of a judge of religion, but that, in my opinion, the religion that sets men to rebel and fight against their government, because, as they think, that government does not sufficiently help some men to eat their bread on the sweat of other men's faces, is not the sort of religion upon which people can get to heaven!
124. lappuse - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease; For summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
426. lappuse - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils ; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus: Let no such man be trusted.
415. lappuse - PROUD word you never spoke, but you will speak Four not exempt from pride some future day. Resting on one white hand a warm wet cheek Over my open volume you will say,
431. lappuse - And the lulled winds seem dreaming. And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep ; Whose breast is gently heaving, As an infant's asleep : So the spirit bows before thee, To listen and adore thee ; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean.