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Nay ; you yourself were young that other year : Though sad and low the tender songs you sung , My fond heart heard them , and stood still to hear . Can I forget the day you said good - by , And robbed the world and me for alien spheres ...
Nay ; you yourself were young that other year : Though sad and low the tender songs you sung , My fond heart heard them , and stood still to hear . Can I forget the day you said good - by , And robbed the world and me for alien spheres ...
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But with the passage of time the pain in his heart lost its intensity . One day he got a letter from Flaxen that startled and puzzled him . It was like a cry for help , somehow . " Dear old pap , I wish you was here , " and then in ...
But with the passage of time the pain in his heart lost its intensity . One day he got a letter from Flaxen that startled and puzzled him . It was like a cry for help , somehow . " Dear old pap , I wish you was here , " and then in ...
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... a secluded gateway , and a graveled drive ; for highways hardly admit to the heart of rural life in Kentucky , and wayside homes , to be dusted and gazed at by every passer - by , would little accord with the spirit of the people .
... a secluded gateway , and a graveled drive ; for highways hardly admit to the heart of rural life in Kentucky , and wayside homes , to be dusted and gazed at by every passer - by , would little accord with the spirit of the people .
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She accepts it not merely as a tribute to a noble man , but to the purpose which he had most nearly at heart . The value and importance of that purpose to Rustler could not be more clearly shown than by these unsolicited tributes .
She accepts it not merely as a tribute to a noble man , but to the purpose which he had most nearly at heart . The value and importance of that purpose to Rustler could not be more clearly shown than by these unsolicited tributes .
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Her heart beat high . At Barton's there was no one but his wife . She said her husband was already at the office . " Seems to me , " she lamented , " he ' s always at that office . I suppose his new work's a good thing ; but it takes ...
Her heart beat high . At Barton's there was no one but his wife . She said her husband was already at the office . " Seems to me , " she lamented , " he ' s always at that office . I suppose his new work's a good thing ; but it takes ...
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Página 144 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 185 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Christian Rome, Wrought in a sad sincerity: Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew : The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Página 181 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Página 472 - ... duties or other exactions upon the agricultural or other products of the United States, which in view of the free introduction of such sugar, molasses, coffee, tea, and hides into the United States he may deem to be reciprocally unequal and unreasonable, he shall have the power, and it shall be his duty...
Página 182 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side...
Página 612 - But I have sinuous shells, of pearly hue Within, and they that lustre have imbibed In the sun's palace porch; where when unyoked His chariot wheel stands midway in the wave. Shake one, and it awakens, then apply Its polished lips to your attentive ear, And it remembers its august abodes, And murmurs as the ocean murmurs there.
Página 471 - January, eighteen hundred and ninety-two, whenever, and so often as the President shall be satisfied that the government of any country producing and exporting sugars, molasses, coffee. tea and hides, raw and uncurcd. or any of such articles, imposes duties or other exactions upon the agricultural or other products of the United States...
Página 203 - That whenever the summit of the mountains which extend in a direction parallel to the coast from the 56th degree of north latitude to the point of intersection of the 141st degree of west longitude shall prove to be at the distance of more than ten marine leagues from the ocean, the limit between the British possessions and the line of coast which is to belong to Russia as above mentioned...
Página 186 - IF thou indeed derive thy light from Heaven, Then, to the measure of that heaven-born light, Shine, Poet ! in thy place, and be content : — The stars pre-eminent in magnitude, And they that from the zenith dart their beams, (Visible though they be to half the earth, Though half a sphere be conscious of their brightness) Are yet of no diviner origin, No purer essence, than the one that burns, Like an untended watch-fire on the ridge...
Página 371 - All passes. ART alone Enduring stays to us ; The Bust out-lasts the throne, The Coin, Tiberius ; Even the gods must go ; Only the lofty Rhyme Not countless years o'erthrow,— Not long array of time.