Great Possessions: A New Series of AdventuresDoubleday, Page, 1917 - 208 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 208 - My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass : Because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
الصفحة 26 - For Yesterday is but a Dream, And Tomorrow is only a Vision; But Today well lived makes Every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness, And every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.
الصفحة 3 - SWEET as Eden is the air, And Eden-sweet the ray. No Paradise is lost for them Who foot by branching root and stem, And lightly with the woodland share The change of night and day.
الصفحة 59 - Good God ! how sweet are all things here ! How beautiful the fields appear ! How cleanly do we feed and lie ! Lord ! what good hours do we keep ! How quietly we sleep...
الصفحة 135 - I would not paint a face Or rocks or streams or trees — Mere semblances of things — But something more than these. 'I would not play a tune Upon the sheng or lute Which did not also sing Meanings that else were mute. "That art is best which gives To the soul's range no bound; Something besides the form, Something beyond the sound.
الصفحة 39 - Waal, I'll tell ye — a little peace and comfort for me and Josie in our old age, and a little something to make the children remember us when we're gone. Isn't that worth working for?" He said this with downright seriousness. I did not press him further, but if I had tried I could probably have got the even deeper admission of that faith that lies, like bed rock, in the thought of most men — that honesty and decency here will not be without its reward there, however they may define the "there.
الصفحة 99 - What!" he exclaimed. Horace had long known that I was "a kind of literary feller," but his face was now a study in astonishment. "What?" Horace scratched his head, as he is accustomed to do when puzzled, with one finger just under the rim of his hat. "Well, I vum!" said he. Here I have been wandering all around Horace's barn — in the snow — getting at the story I really started to tell, which probably supports Horace's conviction that I am an impractical and unsubstantial person. If I had the...
الصفحة 94 - what ye doin' here?" "Harvesting my crops," I said. He looked at me sharply to see if I was joking, but I was perfectly sober. "Harvestin' yer crops?" "Yes," I said, the fancy growing suddenly upon me, "and just now I've been taking a crop from the field you think you own.
الصفحة 101 - Will ye have a Good Apple?" So he gave me a good apple. It was a yellow Bellflower without a blemish, and very large and smooth. The body of it was waxy yellow, but on the side where the sun had touched it, it blushed a delicious deep red.