The Author, Volume 1William Henry Hills Writer Publishing Company, 1889 |
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... sent out of my ark , and never saw again . Unlike the proverbial curse , it did not come home to roost ; it stayed where I had sent it . The only thing I ever heard of it again was a polite letter from the editor in whose office it lay ...
... sent out of my ark , and never saw again . Unlike the proverbial curse , it did not come home to roost ; it stayed where I had sent it . The only thing I ever heard of it again was a polite letter from the editor in whose office it lay ...
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... sent it ( which argues a distinct lack of malice in my dis- position ) , and oh , joy ! it was actually accepted . I have written many a thing since , but I doubt if I have ever known again the unadulterated delight that was mine when ...
... sent it ( which argues a distinct lack of malice in my dis- position ) , and oh , joy ! it was actually accepted . I have written many a thing since , but I doubt if I have ever known again the unadulterated delight that was mine when ...
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... sent heavenward at times by a calm and slumbering -a promise of the power that reigns in the now quiet breast . ocean , Thus dreams are of value , and to dreams ( those most spontaneous and unsought of all things ) I owe much .- " The ...
... sent heavenward at times by a calm and slumbering -a promise of the power that reigns in the now quiet breast . ocean , Thus dreams are of value , and to dreams ( those most spontaneous and unsought of all things ) I owe much .- " The ...
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... sent as an avant - courier by a total stranger , requesting to know how much the editor pays a page , is not , as a rule , an epistle of recommendation as regards the promised manuscript . To send a story " by the author of " a great ...
... sent as an avant - courier by a total stranger , requesting to know how much the editor pays a page , is not , as a rule , an epistle of recommendation as regards the promised manuscript . To send a story " by the author of " a great ...
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... sent , post - paid , ONE YEAR for ONE DOLLAR . All subscriptions , whenever they may be received , must begin with the number for January 15 , and be for one year . All checks and money orders should be made payable to William H. Hills ...
... sent , post - paid , ONE YEAR for ONE DOLLAR . All subscriptions , whenever they may be received , must begin with the number for January 15 , and be for one year . All checks and money orders should be made payable to William H. Hills ...
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Page 2 - 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...
Page 137 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Page 3 - For now the Poet cannot die, Nor leave his music as of old, But round him ere he scarce be cold Begins the scandal and the cry : 'Proclaim the faults he would not show : Break lock and seal: betray the trust: Keep nothing sacred : 'tis but just The many-headed beast should know.
Page 123 - If thou art borrowed by a friend, Right welcome shall he be To read, to study, not to lend, But to return to me. Not that imparted knowledge doth Diminish learning's store; But Books, I find, if often lent, Return to me no more. Read slowly, Pause frequently, Think seriously, Keep cleanly, return duly, With the corners of the leaves not turned down.
Page 171 - And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith: Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith; But he shouted a song for the brave and the free — Just read on his medal, "My country,
Page 3 - SHALL I sonnet-sing you about myself? Do I live in a house you would like to see? Is it scant of gear, has it store of pelf? ' ' Unlock my heart with a sonnet-key ? Invite the world, as my betters have done?
Page 105 - Learn hence for ancient rules a just esteem ;' To copy Nature is to copy them.
Page 17 - I should have a biographer, he ought to make great mention of this chamber in my memoirs, because so much of my lonely youth was wasted here, and here my mind and character were formed ; and here I have been glad and hopeful, and here I have been despondent. And here I sat a long, long time, waiting patiently for the world to know me, and sometimes wondering why it did not know me sooner, or whether it would ever know me at all, — at least, till I were in my grave.
Page 11 - I will go to my tent, and lie down in despair; I will paint me with black, and will sever my hair; I will sit on the shore, where the hurricane blows, And reveal to the god of the tempest my woes ; I will weep for a season, on bitterness fed, For my kindred are gone to the hills of the dead; But they died not by hunger or lingering decay ; The steel of the white man hath swept them away.
Page 43 - BETTER trust all and be deceived, And weep that trust and that deceiving, Than doubt one heart that, if believed, Had blessed one's life with true believing. Oh, in this mocking world, too fast The doubting fiend o'ertakes our youth; Better be cheated to the last Than lose the blessed hope of truth.