The Atlantic Monthly, เล่มที่ 74Atlantic Monthly Company, 1894 |
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... Hour , A Daytona , On the Beach at , Bradford Tor- rey . Dozy Hours , In the , Agnes Repplier 66 103 268 Ebner - Eschenbach , Marie von 260 Enterprising Scholar , An , Harriet Waters Preston and Louise Dodge 386 Fair Exchange , A ...
... Hour , A Daytona , On the Beach at , Bradford Tor- rey . Dozy Hours , In the , Agnes Repplier 66 103 268 Ebner - Eschenbach , Marie von 260 Enterprising Scholar , An , Harriet Waters Preston and Louise Dodge 386 Fair Exchange , A ...
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... hour's battle with hysteria ; she knew too well the various phases through which her mother must pass in struggling with a sense of sin , before finding com- fort " in the bosom of her Heavenly Fa- ther . " She was never impatient with ...
... hour's battle with hysteria ; she knew too well the various phases through which her mother must pass in struggling with a sense of sin , before finding com- fort " in the bosom of her Heavenly Fa- ther . " She was never impatient with ...
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... hour , and in mid- summer through the early hours of the afternoon , when the sun is scorching the tin roofs with its rays , the city on the housetops is deserted . But let a thun- der shower come up and cool off the burning roofs ...
... hour , and in mid- summer through the early hours of the afternoon , when the sun is scorching the tin roofs with its rays , the city on the housetops is deserted . But let a thun- der shower come up and cool off the burning roofs ...
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... hour , perhaps , the air of the night , and gazes about him at the strange city that his toil leaves him no oppor- tunity to investigate . Perhaps he does . Perhaps he does not even care to do this , the dull , hard grind deadening all ...
... hour , perhaps , the air of the night , and gazes about him at the strange city that his toil leaves him no oppor- tunity to investigate . Perhaps he does . Perhaps he does not even care to do this , the dull , hard grind deadening all ...
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... hour , so serene and pure , quite as much as were the whistle of a crossbill which flew past overhead , and the matins of the juncos which they were singing in their forest cloisters . I 48 [ July , The Home of Glooscap .
... hour , so serene and pure , quite as much as were the whistle of a crossbill which flew past overhead , and the matins of the juncos which they were singing in their forest cloisters . I 48 [ July , The Home of Glooscap .
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หน้า 17 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
หน้า 330 - All that we are is the result of what we have thought: it is founded on our thoughts, it is made up of our thoughts.
หน้า 513 - The blood and spirits of Le Fevre, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel the heart, — rallied back, the film forsook his eyes for a moment, — he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face, — then cast a look upon his boy, and that ligament, fine as it was, was never broken.
หน้า 124 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
หน้า 62 - Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; a land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the shadow of death, without any order and where the light is as darkness.
หน้า 398 - It may be said that we ought to read our contemporaries, that Wordsworth &c. should have their due from us. But, for the sake of a few fine imaginative or domestic passages, are we to be bullied into a certain Philosophy engendered in the whims of an Egotist ? Every man has his speculations, but every man does not brood and peacock over them till he makes a false coinage and deceives himself.
หน้า 642 - No, Sir, claret is the liquor for boys ; port for men ; but he who aspires to be a hero (smiling) must drink brandy.
หน้า 331 - Such as are thy habitual thoughts, such also will be the character of thy mind ; for the soul is dyed by the thoughts. Dye it then with a continuous series of such thoughts as these : for instance, that where a man can live, there he can also live well. But he must live in a palace ; — well then, he can also live well in a palace.
หน้า 330 - ... after I am dead, shall be a lamp unto themselves, and a refuge unto themselves, shall betake themselves to no external refuge, but- holding fast to the truth as their lamp, and holding fast...
หน้า 331 - As the bee collects nectar and departs without injuring the flower, or its color or scent, so let a sage dwell in his village.