Putnam's Magazine: Original Papers on Literature, Science, Art, and National Interests, Volumen6G.P.Putnam & Company, 1855 |
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... horse . Beside these , he had his feudatories of the palatinate , six bannermen and one hundred and sixty knights , not one of whom , says an old poem , but surpassed Arthur himself , though endowed with the charmed gifts of Merlin . We ...
... horse . Beside these , he had his feudatories of the palatinate , six bannermen and one hundred and sixty knights , not one of whom , says an old poem , but surpassed Arthur himself , though endowed with the charmed gifts of Merlin . We ...
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... horse and men , by the insatiable moor . And in years bygone , a Danish King Harold , called the Blue Tooth , allured with foul treachery a fair princess of Norway , Gunhilde , to Jutland . She came , and she vanished from the memory of ...
... horse and men , by the insatiable moor . And in years bygone , a Danish King Harold , called the Blue Tooth , allured with foul treachery a fair princess of Norway , Gunhilde , to Jutland . She came , and she vanished from the memory of ...
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... horse - tails and club- mosses , fall of beauty and luxuriant vigor , but they bloomed and blossom- ed not . Sigillaria gently waved their lofty crowns on their slender , cu- riously marked trunks . In the pride of their grandeur ...
... horse - tails and club- mosses , fall of beauty and luxuriant vigor , but they bloomed and blossom- ed not . Sigillaria gently waved their lofty crowns on their slender , cu- riously marked trunks . In the pride of their grandeur ...
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... horse and hound and horn , would be impracticable . Squirrels are found with us in re- markable variety . In place of the common British squirrel , we have not only the similar red squirrel , but the large black and gray kinds , the ...
... horse and hound and horn , would be impracticable . Squirrels are found with us in re- markable variety . In place of the common British squirrel , we have not only the similar red squirrel , but the large black and gray kinds , the ...
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... horse laugh , “ Bran fine new gentleman come to town . Wonder what time ' tis by my gold watch . " I stepped back from his reach , my blood boiling in my veins , and seizing a small iron weight that lay on the counter , with a frantic ...
... horse laugh , “ Bran fine new gentleman come to town . Wonder what time ' tis by my gold watch . " I stepped back from his reach , my blood boiling in my veins , and seizing a small iron weight that lay on the counter , with a frantic ...
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Página 122 - The drum-beat repeated o'er and o'er, And the bugle wild and shrill. And the music of that old song Throbs in my memory still : ' A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 138 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Página 122 - And the sound of that mournful song Goes through me with a thrill : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 374 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Página 122 - Often I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 568 - Cedar ! Of your strong and pliant branches, My canoe to make more steady, Make more strong and firm beneath me!" Through the summit of the Cedar Went a sound, a cry of horror, Went a murmur of resistance; But it whispered, bending downward, "Take my boughs, O Hiawatha!
Página 123 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.' And Deering's Woods are fresh and fair, And with joy that is almost pain My heart goes back to wander there, And among the dreams of the days that were, I find my lost youth again. And the strange and beautiful song, The groves are repeating it still: 'A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Página 237 - Through beds of sand and matted rushy isles — Oxus, forgetting the bright speed he had In his high mountain cradle in Pamere, A foil'd circuitous wanderer — till at last The long'd-for dash of waves is heard, and wide His luminous home of waters opens, bright And tranquil, from whose floor the new-bathed stars Emerge, and shine upon the Aral Sea.
Página 374 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Página 371 - Yet, if she were not a cheat, If Maud were all that she seem'd, And her smile were all that I dream'd, Then the world were not so bitter But a smile could make it sweet VI.