American Illustrated Magazine, Volume 33Crowell-Collier Publishing Company, 1892 |
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... hand firmly on her shoul- der " " The pirates ran alongside on our starboard " .. 369 Africa : Barriers against Invisible Foes - Continued . On Board an Emigrant Steamer - Passing the Doctor 671 Vaccinating Immigrants . 672 Apollo and ...
... hand firmly on her shoul- der " " The pirates ran alongside on our starboard " .. 369 Africa : Barriers against Invisible Foes - Continued . On Board an Emigrant Steamer - Passing the Doctor 671 Vaccinating Immigrants . 672 Apollo and ...
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... hand of Russia , and that from the day he entered Constantinople up until the present he has been able to point to the gate which would witness his departure . It is not so easy to account for the origin of the ambition and ...
... hand of Russia , and that from the day he entered Constantinople up until the present he has been able to point to the gate which would witness his departure . It is not so easy to account for the origin of the ambition and ...
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... hand gently between both of his . There was a moment's hesitation , and then Dr. with reverent softness , " the house was filled with " When - when Bessie died , Dorothy , " he said , many reminders of her . course . It was very painful ...
... hand gently between both of his . There was a moment's hesitation , and then Dr. with reverent softness , " the house was filled with " When - when Bessie died , Dorothy , " he said , many reminders of her . course . It was very painful ...
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... hand to mouth . " Well do I remember the first night I saw Dr. Marcy . He brought my father home to die . Afterward he still came to see me , and questioned me about my future . Ah , if I could but give you an idea of how his sympathy ...
... hand to mouth . " Well do I remember the first night I saw Dr. Marcy . He brought my father home to die . Afterward he still came to see me , and questioned me about my future . Ah , if I could but give you an idea of how his sympathy ...
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... hand , commenced to write . Once he sighed , and once he covered his eyes with a weary gesture . How perplexed and pale he looked ! How much older - how much sadder than he was even a few months ago ! Oh , how she loved him ! Oh , the ...
... hand , commenced to write . Once he sighed , and once he covered his eyes with a weary gesture . How perplexed and pale he looked ! How much older - how much sadder than he was even a few months ago ! Oh , how she loved him ! Oh , the ...
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Page 9 - This mad sea shows his teeth to-night. He curls his lip, he lies in wait, With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Admiral, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The. words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light! a light! a light! a light! It grew, a starlit flag unfurled! It grew to be Time's burst of dawn. He gained a...
Page 206 - I stand and look at them long and long. They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
Page 9 - Sail on! sail on! and on!' " "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly, wan and weak." The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?
Page 570 - I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms...
Page 483 - Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul — see where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips And all is dross that is not Helena.
Page 570 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life and see if I could not learn what it had to teach and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life...
Page 495 - And in the osier-isle we heard them noise. We had not to look back on summer joys, Or forward to a summer of bright dye: But in the largeness of the evening earth Our spirits grew as we went side by side. The hour became her husband and my bride. Love that had robbed us so, thus blessed our dearth! The pilgrims of the year waxed very loud...
Page 9 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!'" They sailed and sailed, as winds might blow, Until at last the blanched mate said, "Why, now not even God would know Should I and all my men fall dead. These very winds forget their way, For God from these dread seas is gone. Now speak, brave Admiral, speak and say"— He said: "Sail on! sail on! and on!
Page 9 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Page 495 - We saw the swallows gathering in the sky, And in the osier-isle we heard them noise. We had not to look back on summer joys, Or forward to a summer of bright dye : But in the largeness of the evening earth Our spirits grew as we went side by side. The hour became her husband and my bride.