Fireside TravelsHoughton, Mifflin, 1904 - 375 pàgines |
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Pàgina 27
... silent as Ninevite statues they stood on each side of the meeting - house door at Com- mencement , propped by long staves of blue and red , on which the Indian with bow and arrow , and the mailed arm with the sword , hinted at the ...
... silent as Ninevite statues they stood on each side of the meeting - house door at Com- mencement , propped by long staves of blue and red , on which the Indian with bow and arrow , and the mailed arm with the sword , hinted at the ...
Pàgina 30
... silent in their subterranean burrow , and taking the ebbs and flows of custom with bivalv- ian serenity . Careless of the months with an R in them , the maxim of Snow ( for we knew them but as a unit ) was , " When ' ysters are good ...
... silent in their subterranean burrow , and taking the ebbs and flows of custom with bivalv- ian serenity . Careless of the months with an R in them , the maxim of Snow ( for we knew them but as a unit ) was , " When ' ysters are good ...
Pàgina 33
... The chief feature of the place was its inns , of which there were five , with vast barns and courtyards , which the railroad was to make as silent and deserted as the palaces of Nim- roud I CAMBRIDGE THIRTY YEARS AGO 33.
... The chief feature of the place was its inns , of which there were five , with vast barns and courtyards , which the railroad was to make as silent and deserted as the palaces of Nim- roud I CAMBRIDGE THIRTY YEARS AGO 33.
Pàgina 34
... silent underneath , or in midsummer panting on the lofty perch beside the driver ( how elevated thither baffled conjec- ture ) , brought all the wares and products of the country to their mart and seaport in Boston . These filled the ...
... silent underneath , or in midsummer panting on the lofty perch beside the driver ( how elevated thither baffled conjec- ture ) , brought all the wares and products of the country to their mart and seaport in Boston . These filled the ...
Pàgina 48
... silent race is watched , on the course of the Catalogue , with an interest worthy of Newmarket ; and as star after star rises in the galaxy of death , till one name is left alone , an oasis of life in the stellar desert , it grows ...
... silent race is watched , on the course of the Catalogue , with an interest worthy of Newmarket ; and as star after star rises in the galaxy of death , till one name is left alone , an oasis of life in the stellar desert , it grows ...
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
æsthetics American ancient Anio artist asked Baden Revolution BALTIMORE ORIOLE beautiful better bird bobolink called charm Châteaubriand Civita Vecchia dear Storg delightful dinner door doubt earth English Excitat eyes fancy feel fire frittata gave genius George Sand give half hand head hear heard hills horses hour human humor Italian Italy JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL John Bull kind leave Leopoldo look Lordship Lowell Lowell's ment miles mind moon morning mountain nature nest never o'er once Ovid Palestrina perhaps Peter's poet pretty rattle remember robin Roman Rome round scudi seemed seen sense shore side sight silent snow soul splitting fields Subiaco sure tell thing thither thou thought tion Tivoli town trees turn Uncle Zeb walk watch whole wind winter wonder wood young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 312 - I have no notion of selling out my shares in a panic. It was something to have advanced even to the dignity of a phenomenon, and yet I do not know that the relation of the individual American to the individual European was bettered by it; and that, after all, must adjust itself comfortably before there can be a right understanding between the two. We had been a desert, we became a museum. People came hither for scientific and not social ends. The very cockney could not complete his education without...
Pàgina 342 - Shortening his journey between morn and noon, And hurrying him, impatient of his stay, Down to the rosy west; but kindly still Compensating his loss with added hours Of social converse and instructive ease, And gathering, at short notice, in one group The family dispersed, and fixing thought, Not less dispersed, by daylight and its cares. I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, homeborn happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturbed retirement, and the hours...
Pàgina 363 - And art thou nothing ? Such thou art, as when The woodman winding westward up the glen At wintry dawn, where o'er the sheep-track's maze The viewless snow-mist weaves a glist'ning haze, Sees full before him, gliding without tread, An image...
Pàgina 358 - Which wave and glitter in the distant sun. When, if a sudden gust of wind arise, The brittle forest into atoms flies; The crackling wood beneath the tempest bends, And in a spangled shower the prospect ends...
Pàgina 307 - But then it is a fact in the natural history of the American long familiar to Europeans, that he abhors privacy, knows not the meaning of reserve, lives in hotels because of their greater publicity, and is never so pleased as when his domestic affairs (if he may be said to have any), are paraded in the newspapers. Barnum, it is well known, represents perfectly the average national sentiment in this respect. However it be, we are not treated like other people, or perhaps I should say like people who...
Pàgina 284 - He saddens with the season, and, as summer declines, he changes his note to eheu, pewee ! as if in lamentation. Had he been an Italian bird, Ovid would have had a plaintive tale to tell about him. He is so familiar as often to pursue a fly through the open window into my library. There is something inexpressibly dear to me in these old friendships of a lifetime. There is scarce a tree of mine but has had, at some time or other, a happy homestead among its boughs, to which I cannot say, " Many light...
Pàgina 131 - Whence even now the tumult of loud mirth Was rife, and perfect in my listening ear; Yet nought but single darkness do I find. What might this be? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Pàgina 93 - It is curious, though, how tyrannical the habit of reading is, and what shifts we make to escape thinking. There is no bore we dread being left alone with so much as our own minds. I have . seen a sensible man study a stale newspaper in a country tavern, and husband it as he would an old shoe on a raft after shipwreck. Why not try a bit of hibernation ? There are few brains that would not be the better for living on their own fat a little while.
Pàgina 186 - My heart's so harden'd with the frost of grief, Death cannot pierce it through. — Tyrant too fell ! So lead the fiends condemned souls to hell. Enter Sir FRANCIS ACTON and MALBY.
Pàgina 337 - Now, all amid the rigours of the year, In the wild depth of Winter, while without The ceaseless winds blow ice, be my retreat, Between the groaning forest and the shore Beat by the boundless multitude of waves, A rural, shelter'd, solitary scene; Where ruddy fire and beaming tapers join, To cheer the gloom. There studious let me sit, And hold high converse with the mighty dead...