Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Bind 63Henry Mills Alden Harper & Brothers, 1881 Harper's informs a diverse body of readers of cultural, business, political, literary and scientific affairs. |
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Side 63
... face was not more brilliant than that of thought to resemble him . Edmund Kean his renowned son ; and in fact it was , if worshipped the memory of Cooke , and re- anything , somewhat less splendid in pow - peated many of the elder ...
... face was not more brilliant than that of thought to resemble him . Edmund Kean his renowned son ; and in fact it was , if worshipped the memory of Cooke , and re- anything , somewhat less splendid in pow - peated many of the elder ...
Side 71
... face seemed to caricature . Then they danced again , and this time Dexter took part , while the other coated ones re- mained on the grass , smoking . It ended in his waltzing with them all in turn , and being overwhelmed with their ...
... face seemed to caricature . Then they danced again , and this time Dexter took part , while the other coated ones re- mained on the grass , smoking . It ended in his waltzing with them all in turn , and being overwhelmed with their ...
Side 73
... face to face ; Anne's forehead was suffused with red , owing to her cramp- ed position . " I can not ; she has grasped my wrist , " she answered . " Let go , Miss Morle , " called Heathcote . " I have you firmly ; do you not feel my ...
... face to face ; Anne's forehead was suffused with red , owing to her cramp- ed position . " I can not ; she has grasped my wrist , " she answered . " Let go , Miss Morle , " called Heathcote . " I have you firmly ; do you not feel my ...
Side 83
... face of that statue , while crowds of visitors stood around admiring it . Among these I heard a Frenchman saying to a lady who was leaning on his arm : " Il doit être un Français , " which induced me to look for the name of the artist ...
... face of that statue , while crowds of visitors stood around admiring it . Among these I heard a Frenchman saying to a lady who was leaning on his arm : " Il doit être un Français , " which induced me to look for the name of the artist ...
Side 85
... face is most striking , and such as we can only suppose in a boy who is to be a future Dante . Those well acquainted with the portrait painted by recall the features in this , only ten or twelve years younger . Under the mass- ive curly ...
... face is most striking , and such as we can only suppose in a boy who is to be a future Dante . Those well acquainted with the portrait painted by recall the features in this , only ten or twelve years younger . Under the mass- ive curly ...
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Side 542 - For thus saith the LORD of hosts, yet once, it is a little while, and I will shake the heavens, and the earth, and the sea, and the dry land. And I will shake all nations, and the Desire of all nations shall come, and I will fill this house with glory, saith the LORD of hosts, the silver is mine, and the gold is mine, saith the LORD of hosts.
Side 56 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Side 439 - I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in her Lap from some once lovely Head.
Side 243 - ... fisher's child, With tresses wild, Unto the smooth, bright sand beguiled, With glowing lips . Sings as she skips, Or gazes at the far-off ships. Yon deep bark goes Where Traffic blows, From lands of sun to lands of snows ; — This happier one, Its course is run From lands of snow to lands of sun.
Side 464 - If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
Side 407 - Whereas my birth and spirit rather took The way that takes the town, Thou didst betray me to a lingering book, And wrap me in a gown.
Side 676 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Side 58 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Side 234 - To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world eastward is almost a palpable movement. The sensation may be caused by the panoramic glide of the stars past earthly objects, which is perceptible in a few minutes of stillness, or by the better outlook upon space that a hill affords, or by the wind, or by the solitude; but whatever be its origin the impression of riding along is vivid and abiding.
Side 677 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.