The Atlantic Monthly, Volumen55,Parte2Atlantic Monthly Company, 1885 |
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... turned them presently upon a young man , who was ploughing with a horse close by , and who also came to a med- itative halt in the turn - row . He too was of intermittent conversational tenden- cies , and between them it might be mar ...
... turned them presently upon a young man , who was ploughing with a horse close by , and who also came to a med- itative halt in the turn - row . He too was of intermittent conversational tenden- cies , and between them it might be mar ...
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... turned at bay . " I hev never hearn ez ye war con- victed yerself , Rick Tyler ! " she said tartly . " Ye war never so much ez seen a - scoutin ' round the mourner's bench . Ef I hev got no religion , ye hev got none , nuther . " " Ye ...
... turned at bay . " I hev never hearn ez ye war con- victed yerself , Rick Tyler ! " she said tartly . " Ye war never so much ez seen a - scoutin ' round the mourner's bench . Ef I hev got no religion , ye hev got none , nuther . " " Ye ...
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... turned off . Mebbe ef I hed axed ye then I would n't hev tuk ter goin ' along o ' Abednego Tynes an ' sech , an ' the killin ' o ' Joel would n't hev happened like it done . Would ye would ye hev mer- ried me , then ? " Her eyes flashed ...
... turned off . Mebbe ef I hed axed ye then I would n't hev tuk ter goin ' along o ' Abednego Tynes an ' sech , an ' the killin ' o ' Joel would n't hev happened like it done . Would ye would ye hev mer- ried me , then ? " Her eyes flashed ...
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... turned mould of the furrow . She stood leaning upon her plough- handles , and silently watching him . His equestrian figure , darkly outlined against the far blue mountains and the intermediate valley , seemed of heroic size against the ...
... turned mould of the furrow . She stood leaning upon her plough- handles , and silently watching him . His equestrian figure , darkly outlined against the far blue mountains and the intermediate valley , seemed of heroic size against the ...
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... turned he was suddenly attract- ed by the beauty of the landscape which had been behind him all the afternoon . The moorland - like hills were beginning to grow purple , and a lovely light had gathered into the country which lay between ...
... turned he was suddenly attract- ed by the beauty of the landscape which had been behind him all the afternoon . The moorland - like hills were beginning to grow purple , and a lovely light had gathered into the country which lay between ...
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Página 274 - ... as good almost kill a man as kill a good book; who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye.
Página 115 - Yon rising Moon that looks for us again — How oft hereafter will she wax and wane ; How oft hereafter rising look for us Through this same Garden — and for one in vain ! ci.
Página 114 - Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Página 166 - Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Página 114 - We are no other than a moving row Of Magic Shadow-shapes that come and go Round with the Sun-illumined Lantern held In Midnight by the Master of the Show...
Página 259 - Ah shameless ! for he did but sing A song that pleased us from its worth ; No public life was his on earth, No blazon'd statesman he, nor king. He gave the people of his best : His worst he kept, his best he gave.
Página 250 - I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder : He hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, And set me up for his mark. His archers compass me round about, He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare ; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Página 387 - A Midsummer Night's Dream, The Merchant of Venice, The Merry Wives of Windsor, Much Ado about Nothing, As You Like It, Twelfth Night...
Página 114 - Why, be this Juice the growth of God, who dare Blaspheme the twisted tendril as a Snare? A Blessing, we should use it, should we not? And if a Curse — why, then, Who set it there?