Scribners Monthly, Volumen20Scribner & Company, 1880 |
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... true ! " " How life - like ! " " How mar- velously Mr. Bristol has succeeded in ren- dering those blue Berkshire hills ! " " How happily Mr. Heade has caught the hues of that humming - bird , and Mr. Eastman John- son the attitude of ...
... true ! " " How life - like ! " " How mar- velously Mr. Bristol has succeeded in ren- dering those blue Berkshire hills ! " " How happily Mr. Heade has caught the hues of that humming - bird , and Mr. Eastman John- son the attitude of ...
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... true and useful things . He had been criticising a number of English pictures , and accusing them of an insular lack of style , which he said was quite pardonable in Mr. Burne- Jones , who possessed conspicuous genius , but which in ...
... true and useful things . He had been criticising a number of English pictures , and accusing them of an insular lack of style , which he said was quite pardonable in Mr. Burne- Jones , who possessed conspicuous genius , but which in ...
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... true , with obvious differences of degree , of most of Mr. Eakins's work . He is distinctly not enamored of beauty , unless it be con- sidered , as very likely he would contend , that whatever is is beautiful . Mr. Currier's pictures ...
... true , with obvious differences of degree , of most of Mr. Eakins's work . He is distinctly not enamored of beauty , unless it be con- sidered , as very likely he would contend , that whatever is is beautiful . Mr. Currier's pictures ...
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... true ' ! " cried Clotilde ; but , in- stead of laughing , as Aurora had supposed she would , she sent a double flash of light from her eyes , crimsoned , and retorted , as the tears again sprang from their lurking- place , " You wand to ...
... true ' ! " cried Clotilde ; but , in- stead of laughing , as Aurora had supposed she would , she sent a double flash of light from her eyes , crimsoned , and retorted , as the tears again sprang from their lurking- place , " You wand to ...
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... true nature must be hidden even from Clotilde . What a secret - for what a spirit - to keep from what a companion ! a secret yielding honey to her , but , it might be , gall to Clotilde . She felt like one locked in the Garden of Eden ...
... true nature must be hidden even from Clotilde . What a secret - for what a spirit - to keep from what a companion ! a secret yielding honey to her , but , it might be , gall to Clotilde . She felt like one locked in the Garden of Eden ...
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Allthings American apothecary artist asked Aurora beauty better Blake Blake's boyárs called Canada church Clotilde color Dianthus Barbatus electrotype embassadors English engraving etching eyes face feeling feet foreign France French Frowenfeld Galítsyn give Government Grandissime hand Havánsky head heart Hetman honor impression issime Iván King land Little Russia living look Louisiana ment militia mind Moscow mother mountains nature ness never night once overlay painters painting Palermo paper party passed Peter Phenie pict picture poem poet Poland political present Prince printing quadroon Raoul regiment river Russian Savonarola seemed sent Seventh Shaklovíty side Sophia street Streltsi sun-spot tell thing thought tion Tróïtsa Tsar Alexis Tsars turned vivisection WHIP-POOR-WILL whole wood-cut words York young
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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!