The Atlantic Monthly, Volum 66

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Atlantic Monthly Company, 1890
 

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Pàgina 673 - The Constitution vests the whole judicial power of the United States in one supreme court and such inferior courts as Congress shall, from time to time, ordain and establish.
Pàgina 27 - Memorial to the House of Lords, and a Remonstrance to the House of Commons, on the subject of the proposed Stamp Act.
Pàgina 138 - Better is an handful with quietness, than both the hands full with travail and vexation of spirit.
Pàgina 663 - Fair youth beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare. Bold lover, never — never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal ; yet do not grieve, She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair.
Pàgina 213 - Bookes to it, the gifts of diverse of our friends, their Chambers and studies also fitted for, and possessed by the Students, and all other roomes of Office necessary and convenient, with all needfull Offices thereto belonging...
Pàgina 663 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Pàgina 669 - And the LORD spake unto Moses face to face, as a man speaketh unto his friend.
Pàgina 512 - I know you young men are all in love with Mrs. Arnold, and wish to get where she is as soon as possible. You may go and take your breakfast with her, and tell her not to wait for me; for I must ride down and examine the redoubts on this side of the river, and will be there in a short time.
Pàgina 390 - ... poetry" in which the reader must make the rhythms which the poet has not made for him, then I think we had better continue literary colonists. I shrink from a lawless independence to which all the virile energy and trampling audacity of Mr. Whitman fail to reconcile me. But there is room for everybody and everything in our huge hemisphere. Young America is like a three-year-old colt with his saddle and bridle just taken off. The first thing he wants to do is to roll. He is a droll object, sprawling...
Pàgina 388 - A world primal again, vistas of glory incessant and branching, A new race dominating previous ones and grander far, with new contests, New politics, new literatures and religions, new inventions and arts.

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