The Autocrat of the Breakfast-table: Every Man His Own BoswellJ.R. Osgood, 1873 - 373 pages |
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... dream flashes by , for the west - winds awake On pampas , on prairie , o'er mountain and lake , To bathe the swift bark , like a sea - girdled shrine , With incense they stole from the rose and the pine . So fill a bright cup with the ...
... dream flashes by , for the west - winds awake On pampas , on prairie , o'er mountain and lake , To bathe the swift bark , like a sea - girdled shrine , With incense they stole from the rose and the pine . So fill a bright cup with the ...
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... dreams that we leaped out of in the cold sweat of terror ; in the " dissolving views " of dark day - visions ; all omens pointed to it ; all paths led to it . After the tossing half - forgetfulness of the first sleep that follows such ...
... dreams that we leaped out of in the cold sweat of terror ; in the " dissolving views " of dark day - visions ; all omens pointed to it ; all paths led to it . After the tossing half - forgetfulness of the first sleep that follows such ...
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... dreaming , my eyes will pursue : Now dark in the shadow , she scatters the spray As the chaff in the stroke of the flail ; Now white as the sea - gull , she flies on her way , The sun gleaming bright on her sail . Yet her pilot is ...
... dreaming , my eyes will pursue : Now dark in the shadow , she scatters the spray As the chaff in the stroke of the flail ; Now white as the sea - gull , she flies on her way , The sun gleaming bright on her sail . Yet her pilot is ...
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... dream we're dead ! The prologue went off very well , as I hear . No alterations were suggested by the lady to whom it was sent , so far as I know . Sometimes people criti- cize the poems one sends them , and suggest all sorts of ...
... dream we're dead ! The prologue went off very well , as I hear . No alterations were suggested by the lady to whom it was sent , so far as I know . Sometimes people criti- cize the poems one sends them , and suggest all sorts of ...
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... DREAMS . O for one hour of youthful joy ! Give back my twentieth spring ! I'd rather laugh a bright - haired boy Than ... dream Of life all love and fame ! -My listening angel heard the prayer , And calmly smiling , said , " If I but ...
... DREAMS . O for one hour of youthful joy ! Give back my twentieth spring ! I'd rather laugh a bright - haired boy Than ... dream Of life all love and fame ! -My listening angel heard the prayer , And calmly smiling , said , " If I but ...
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Page 296 - He would build one shay to beat the taown 'n' the keounty 'n' all the kentry raoun'; It should be so built that it couldn' break daown: — " Fur," said the Deacon, " 't 's mighty plain Thut the weakes' place mus' stan' the strain; 'n' the way t' fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest T' make that place uz strong uz the rest.
Page 297 - Little of all we value here Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large ; Take it.
Page 296 - So the Deacon inquired of the village folk Where he could find the strongest oak, That couldn't be split nor bent nor broke, — That was for spokes and floor and sills; He sent for lancewood to make the thills, The cross-bars were ash, from the straightest trees, The panels of white-wood, that cuts like cheese, But lasts like iron for things like these; The hubs of logs from the "Settler's ellum...
Page 298 - That there wasn'ta chance for one to start, For the wheels were just as strong as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the sills And the panels just as strong as the floor, And the whipple-tree neither less nor more, And the back-crossbar as strong as the fore.
Page 295 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot,— In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace,— lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will,— Above or below, or within or without,— And that 's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down, but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Page 110 - The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl ; Wrecked is the ship of pearl I And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
Page 298 - The parson was working his Sunday's text, — Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the — Moses — was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n
Page 105 - I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving...
Page 54 - I grieve to say is sometimes heard even from female lips. The other is of more serious purport, and applies to such as contemplate a change of condition, — matrimony, in fact. — The woman who " calc'lates " is lost. — Put not your trust in money, but put your money in trust.
Page 77 - And is there nothing yet unsaid, Before the change appears ? Remember, all their gifts have fled With those dissolving years ! " Why, yes ; for memory would recall My fond paternal joys ; I could not bear to leave them all : I '11 take — my — girl — and — boys...