The Yale Literary Magazine, Volume 91Herrick & Noyes, 1925 |
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... thought I might roam around and find some locations which attracted me . I'd like to know if there is anyone in the village who has a spare room and who would allow me to occupy it for as long as I may wish . The price is immaterial ...
... thought I might roam around and find some locations which attracted me . I'd like to know if there is anyone in the village who has a spare room and who would allow me to occupy it for as long as I may wish . The price is immaterial ...
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... thought of the portico outside , but the fine artistry displayed there only baffled him further . " I have my own cook , " she answered , " and it will be no trouble at all for her to lay an extra place . " Then she seemed to realize ...
... thought of the portico outside , but the fine artistry displayed there only baffled him further . " I have my own cook , " she answered , " and it will be no trouble at all for her to lay an extra place . " Then she seemed to realize ...
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... thought of it . It was only when the harvest nights fell that he sat idle and weary , watching the dim moon traverse the sky . Mrs. Thomas was an ideal hostess , neither curious nor unre- sponsive ; interested when he was communicative ...
... thought of it . It was only when the harvest nights fell that he sat idle and weary , watching the dim moon traverse the sky . Mrs. Thomas was an ideal hostess , neither curious nor unre- sponsive ; interested when he was communicative ...
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... thoughts with the heady fragrances and gentle , natural intoxicants of the country that surrounded them , who had affected him so differently , though he thought them to possess a great many traits in common . Some force outside their ...
... thoughts with the heady fragrances and gentle , natural intoxicants of the country that surrounded them , who had affected him so differently , though he thought them to possess a great many traits in common . Some force outside their ...
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... thought , lying there on the knoll , " to have discovered the youthful rhapsody of this woman ! " The color of life ! So infinitely productive of pleasure it was , when studied in the lives of others , so linked with deep joys and ...
... thought , lying there on the knoll , " to have discovered the youthful rhapsody of this woman ! " The color of life ! So infinitely productive of pleasure it was , when studied in the lives of others , so linked with deep joys and ...
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Page 164 - The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other, according to their relative worth and dignity. He diffuses a tone and spirit of unity that blends, and (as it were) fuses, each into each, by that synthetic and magical power to which we have exclusively appropriated the name of imagination.
Page 67 - And how many hours a day did you do lessons?" said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. "Ten hours the first day," said the Mock Turtle: "nine the next, and so on." "What a curious plan!" exclaimed Alice. "That's the reason they're called lessons," the Gryphon remarked: "because they lessen from day to day.
Page 165 - I sang of the dancing stars, I sang of the daedal Earth, And of Heaven — and the giant wars, And Love, and Death, and Birth...
Page 163 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Page 167 - DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly was changed to spring, And gentle odours led my steps astray, Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream, But kissed it and then fled, as thou mightest in dream.
Page 163 - THE EAGLE He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Page 37 - The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread'.
Page 166 - I pursued a maiden and clasped a reed. Gods and men, we are all deluded thus! It breaks in our bosom and then we bleed: All wept, as I think both ye now would, If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings.
Page 167 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on...
Page 163 - THE wind flapped loose, the wind was still, Shaken out dead from tree and hill : I had walked on at the wind's will, — I sat now, for the wind was still.