The Yale Literary Magazine, المجلد 79Herrick & Noyes., 1913 |
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... morning sun our general sat in state To watch his foemen filing by beneath the yoke of fate , And now and then he stopped the train that silent passed him by To mark a chosen thousand of his enemies to die . But when the trampled beach ...
... morning sun our general sat in state To watch his foemen filing by beneath the yoke of fate , And now and then he stopped the train that silent passed him by To mark a chosen thousand of his enemies to die . But when the trampled beach ...
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... morning he went around the whole day with a dry sob in his throat , that just stuck there and would not come out . Then he called " Dingy Dog " through the garden , but no Dingy Dog came . He thought of fishing on the wharf , and ...
... morning he went around the whole day with a dry sob in his throat , that just stuck there and would not come out . Then he called " Dingy Dog " through the garden , but no Dingy Dog came . He thought of fishing on the wharf , and ...
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... morning , not having eaten for two days , and started hard to work righting the studio . The natural thing happened ; and as she staggered Jacques awoke from his lethargy and caught her in his arms to save her from smashing the loved ...
... morning , not having eaten for two days , and started hard to work righting the studio . The natural thing happened ; and as she staggered Jacques awoke from his lethargy and caught her in his arms to save her from smashing the loved ...
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... morning glory folds its leaves in the heat of the noonday sun . " Le jeu est fait . Rien ne va plus , " she said below a whisper . Then she tried to smile in response to Monsieur Maille's smile at her phrase borrowed from the gaming ...
... morning glory folds its leaves in the heat of the noonday sun . " Le jeu est fait . Rien ne va plus , " she said below a whisper . Then she tried to smile in response to Monsieur Maille's smile at her phrase borrowed from the gaming ...
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forward . He thought of the head - lines in the paper next morning and it added four feet to his jump . " Get away , get away ! " he cried . " Stupide - to the wharf- have they not tol- ? " But the white little face so close to him sank ...
forward . He thought of the head - lines in the paper next morning and it added four feet to his jump . " Get away , get away ! " he cried . " Stupide - to the wharf- have they not tol- ? " But the white little face so close to him sank ...
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الصفحة 263 - should see them there And all should cry, Beware, Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
الصفحة 369 - Ye that fear the Lord, praise Him; All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify Him; And stand in awe of Him, all ye the seed of Israel, For He hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; Neither hath He hid His face from him, But when he cried unto Him, He heard.
الصفحة 12 - I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears I hid from Him, and under running laughter. Up vistaed hopes I sped; And
الصفحة 12 - But (when so sad thou canst not sadder) Cry;—and upon thy so sore loss Shall shine the traffic of Jacob's ladder Pitched betwixt Heaven and Charing Cross. "Yea, in the night, my soul, my daughter, Cry,—clinging Heaven by the hems; And lo, Christ walking on the water, Not of Genesareth, but Thames.
الصفحة 415 - We will proceed no farther in this business: He hath honored me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss Not cast aside so soon.
الصفحة 12 - precipitated, Adown Titanic glooms of chasmed fears, From those strong Feet that followed, followed after. But with unhurrying chase, And unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat—and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet— 'All things betray thee, who betrayest Me.'
الصفحة 276 - And now the sun had stretched out all the hills, And now was dropt into the western bay. At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue:— Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new.
الصفحة 50 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirit in thine ear, And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round Which Fate and metaphysic aid doth seem To have thee
الصفحة 166 - thought of thee—and in the blue Heaven's height, And in the sweetest passage of a song. "Oh, just beyond the fairest thoughts that throng This breast, the thought of thee waits, hidden yet bright; But it must never, never come in sight; I must stop short of thee the whole day long.
الصفحة 10 - Daisy": "For, standing artless as the air And candid as the skies, She took the berries with her hand, And the love with her sweet eyes. '"She looked a little wistfully, Then went her sunshine way:— The sea's eye had a mist on it, And the leaves fell from the day.