Overland Monthly: Devoted to the Development of the CountryA. Roman and Company, 1888 |
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... father would soon be back from Vera Cruz . It seemed hardly honorable to win the daugh- ter before even making his acquaintance ; but it might be impossible afterward , for a man who would hide away a lovely girl like that in the ...
... father would soon be back from Vera Cruz . It seemed hardly honorable to win the daugh- ter before even making his acquaintance ; but it might be impossible afterward , for a man who would hide away a lovely girl like that in the ...
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... father's return before seeking further information , her guest had such a way of getting unexpectedly angry . Doubtless she annoyed him by her foolish questions . She sang Spanish airs to him ; and though they breathed only of war and ...
... father's return before seeking further information , her guest had such a way of getting unexpectedly angry . Doubtless she annoyed him by her foolish questions . She sang Spanish airs to him ; and though they breathed only of war and ...
الصفحة 35
... father . The moon continued to look down upon them in bland indifference , and the silence grew absolutely ghastly ; it would have been a positive relief to both of them if one of the nearest mountain peaks had broken out in a volcanic ...
... father . The moon continued to look down upon them in bland indifference , and the silence grew absolutely ghastly ; it would have been a positive relief to both of them if one of the nearest mountain peaks had broken out in a volcanic ...
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... father , I'm so glad to see you ; I " but he pushed her away from him and held her hard by the arm . Arnold writhed ... father's eye squarely . " You seem to have recovered from your hurt ; why are you still here ? " It was depressing to ...
... father , I'm so glad to see you ; I " but he pushed her away from him and held her hard by the arm . Arnold writhed ... father's eye squarely . " You seem to have recovered from your hurt ; why are you still here ? " It was depressing to ...
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... father's , a love she could not understand , struggled for expression and made a cruel conflict in her maiden heart . " Why do you not answer me ? Why do you keep me waiting ? " The gaze of both men was fixed eagerly upon her ; the father's ...
... father's , a love she could not understand , struggled for expression and made a cruel conflict in her maiden heart . " Why do you not answer me ? Why do you keep me waiting ? " The gaze of both men was fixed eagerly upon her ; the father's ...
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الصفحة 258 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
الصفحة 255 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
الصفحة 255 - In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
الصفحة 254 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
الصفحة 542 - And Jacob went near unto Isaac his father; and he felt him, and said, The voice is Jacob's voice, but the hands are the hands of Esau.
الصفحة 256 - THEN hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an after-loss: Ah!
الصفحة 257 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least...
الصفحة 255 - O ! how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might, To make me tongue-tied, speaking of your fame...
الصفحة 253 - How oft, when thou, my music, music play'st Upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds With thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st The wiry concord that mine ear confounds, Do I envy those jacks that nimble leap To kiss the tender inward of thy hand...
الصفحة 255 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.