Scribners Monthly, Volumen20Scribner & Company, 1880 |
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... thought of at the Academy . It is due to this that they fall short , many of them , in the matter of style , a quality hardly less important in painting than motive itself . Their lack of style , in truth , seems their cardinal defect ...
... thought of at the Academy . It is due to this that they fall short , many of them , in the matter of style , a quality hardly less important in painting than motive itself . Their lack of style , in truth , seems their cardinal defect ...
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... thought this canvas , we remember , both horrible and disgusting ; the truth is that it was simply unpoetic . The tragedy was as vivid as that of a battle - field , but it was , after all , a tragedy from which every element of ide ...
... thought this canvas , we remember , both horrible and disgusting ; the truth is that it was simply unpoetic . The tragedy was as vivid as that of a battle - field , but it was , after all , a tragedy from which every element of ide ...
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... thought flashing upon her . " Who is with him ? " she asked . is talking to him ? ” " Who " Thar aint no one with him , " was the answer . " He's by hisself , honey . " Louisiana was buttoning her wrapper at the throat . Such a tremor ...
... thought flashing upon her . " Who is with him ? " she asked . is talking to him ? ” " Who " Thar aint no one with him , " was the answer . " He's by hisself , honey . " Louisiana was buttoning her wrapper at the throat . Such a tremor ...
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... thought of sending for the girl cousin to whom the trunkful of clothes had been given . " Le's send for Luther's Jenny , Ca'line , " she said . " Mebbe it'd help her some to hev a gal nigh her . Gals kinder onderstands each other , an ...
... thought of sending for the girl cousin to whom the trunkful of clothes had been given . " Le's send for Luther's Jenny , Ca'line , " she said . " Mebbe it'd help her some to hev a gal nigh her . Gals kinder onderstands each other , an ...
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... thought a heap o ' El- bert . They was raised together . " " S'pos'n ' ye was to go in an ' speak to Louisianny ... thought less about myself . He would have learned , too . He thought he was slow , but he would have learned , too , in a ...
... thought a heap o ' El- bert . They was raised together . " " S'pos'n ' ye was to go in an ' speak to Louisianny ... thought less about myself . He would have learned , too . He thought he was slow , but he would have learned , too , in a ...
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Página 100 - In the silence of the night How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people — ah, the people, They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone — They are neither man nor woman, They are neither brute nor human, They are Ghouls...
Página 554 - Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 101 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Página 100 - ... The City in the Sea Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie.
Página 100 - Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie. So blend the turrets and shadows there That all seem pendulous in air, While from a proud tower in the town Death looks gigantically down.
Página 217 - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love; is And these black bodies and this sunburnt face Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
Página 217 - Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice? Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Little Lamb, I'll tell thee, Little Lamb, I'll tell thee; He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Página 110 - O WELL for him whose will is strong ! He suffers, but he will not suffer long ; He suffers, but he cannot suffer wrong : For him nor moves the loud world's random mock, Nor all Calamity's hugest waves confound, Who seems a promontory of rock, That, compass'd round with turbulent sound, In middle ocean meets the surging shock, Tempest-buffeted, citadel-crown'd.
Página 86 - ALONG the roadside, like the flowers of gold That tawny Incas for their gardens wrought, Heavy with sunshine droops the golden-rod, And the red pennons of the cardinal-flowers Hang motionless upon their upright staves. The sky is hot and hazy, and the wind, Wing-weary with its long flight from the south, Unfelt ; yet, closely scanned, yon maple leaf With faintest motion, as one stirs in dreams, Confesses it. The locust by the wall...
Página 222 - If you, who are organized by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, refuse, and bury your talent in the earth, even though you should want natural bread, — sorrow and desperation pursue you through life, and after death shame and confusion of face to eternity. Every one in eternity will leave you, aghast at the man who was crowned with glory and honour by his brethren, and betrayed their cause to their enemies. You will be called the base Judas who betrayed his friend!