Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volum 42Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells Harper's Magazine Company, 1871 Important American periodical dating back to 1850. |
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Pàgina 40
... heart all aglow . My darling , my maiden , is nested And wrapped from the chill , And slumber lies down on her eyelids , Pure , light , and still ; She needs not the watch - care of angels To keep off fear and ill . The throbbing of her ...
... heart all aglow . My darling , my maiden , is nested And wrapped from the chill , And slumber lies down on her eyelids , Pure , light , and still ; She needs not the watch - care of angels To keep off fear and ill . The throbbing of her ...
Pàgina 49
... heart , put to so severe a trial . All losses in the world are ca- pable of being remedied , but those which death causes are beyond the reach of hope . " On the 7th of July he wrote again to Wil- helmina . The letter reveals the ...
... heart , put to so severe a trial . All losses in the world are ca- pable of being remedied , but those which death causes are beyond the reach of hope . " On the 7th of July he wrote again to Wil- helmina . The letter reveals the ...
Pàgina 52
... heart filled with admiration and gratitude toward you . Yes , my adorable sis - north , and west . Immediately he collected all ter , if Providence troubled itself about human affairs , you ought to be the happiest person in the ...
... heart filled with admiration and gratitude toward you . Yes , my adorable sis - north , and west . Immediately he collected all ter , if Providence troubled itself about human affairs , you ought to be the happiest person in the ...
Pàgina 53
... heart is torn in pieces . I feel that by dint of disquietude and alarms I am losing my senses . Oh , my dear , adorable brother , have pity on me . The least thing that concerns you pierces me to the heart . Might I die a thousand ...
... heart is torn in pieces . I feel that by dint of disquietude and alarms I am losing my senses . Oh , my dear , adorable brother , have pity on me . The least thing that concerns you pierces me to the heart . Might I die a thousand ...
Pàgina 54
... heart . Thanks to God , ' I have not one hundred men killed . My brother Henry and general Seidlitz have slight hurts . We have all the enemy's cannon . I am in full march to drive them over the Unstrut . You , my dear sister , my good ...
... heart . Thanks to God , ' I have not one hundred men killed . My brother Henry and general Seidlitz have slight hurts . We have all the enemy's cannon . I am in full march to drive them over the Unstrut . You , my dear sister , my good ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 298 - Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair : and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment.
Pàgina 112 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Pàgina 296 - O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Pàgina 138 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Pàgina 197 - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion ! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion — Death...
Pàgina 471 - I regret to say that no conclusion has been reached for the adjustment of the claims against Great Britain growing out of the course adopted by that Government during the rebellion. The cabinet of London, so far as its views have been expressed, does not appear to be willing to concede that Her Majesty's Government was guilty of any negligence, or did or permitted any act during the war by which the United States has just cause of complaint. Our firm and unalterable convictions are directly the reverse.
Pàgina 191 - if man you be in heart, not adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered What the surplus is, and Where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. O God ! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust.
Pàgina 296 - O, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Pàgina 476 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Pàgina 157 - So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the Lord. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Bethpeor ; but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.