Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine, Volume 110Josiah Gilbert Holland, Richard Watson Gilder Century Company, 1925 - American literature |
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... turned and smiled at his passenger . " We ought to celebrate a little , account of your coming back here , " he said . " What do you say to a quart ? " John handed him a ten - dollar bill , and he disappeared into a near - by drug ...
... turned and smiled at his passenger . " We ought to celebrate a little , account of your coming back here , " he said . " What do you say to a quart ? " John handed him a ten - dollar bill , and he disappeared into a near - by drug ...
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... turned his head and saw across the road and between the trees that lined its banks the stars reflected in the water of the Samson . A light from the house fell on Maud's face , a rather strikingly lovely face in that light , but when ...
... turned his head and saw across the road and between the trees that lined its banks the stars reflected in the water of the Samson . A light from the house fell on Maud's face , a rather strikingly lovely face in that light , but when ...
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... liveliest , sung loud and often , turned We buried him there on the lone out to be the song of Charlie's own making . The chance is small that it prairie . gestive , loose - wristed gesture of his arm to 22 THE CENTURY MAGAZINE.
... liveliest , sung loud and often , turned We buried him there on the lone out to be the song of Charlie's own making . The chance is small that it prairie . gestive , loose - wristed gesture of his arm to 22 THE CENTURY MAGAZINE.
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... turned up on his side ; I don't see how he kept From shedding his hide . " He was the worst bucker I've seen on the range ; He could turn on a quarter And give you back change . " I tell you , no fooling , That old pony could step . I ...
... turned up on his side ; I don't see how he kept From shedding his hide . " He was the worst bucker I've seen on the range ; He could turn on a quarter And give you back change . " I tell you , no fooling , That old pony could step . I ...
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... turned from a mere glittering pageant into a play . Posterity , I think , will orient history as a matter of course with its face toward the rising social sun , placing the com- mon man , and his happiness , in the middle of the picture ...
... turned from a mere glittering pageant into a play . Posterity , I think , will orient history as a matter of course with its face toward the rising social sun , placing the com- mon man , and his happiness , in the middle of the picture ...
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Page 338 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Page 437 - Hurrah ! hurrah for Sheridan ! Hurrah! hurrah for horse and man ! And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky, The American soldier's Temple of Fame, — There with the glorious General's name, Be it said, in letters both bold and bright, " Here is the steed that saved the day By carrying Sheridan into the fight, From Winchester, twenty miles away!
Page 475 - Now small fowls flew screaming over the yet yawning gulf; a sullen white surf beat against its steep sides; then all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.
Page 472 - tis enough. He tasks me; he heaps me; I see in him outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale agent, or be the white whale principal, I will wreak that hate upon him.
Page 471 - But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror. Over Descartian vortices you hover. And perhaps, at mid-day, in the fairest weather, with one half-throttled shriek you drop through that transparent air into the summer sea, no more to rise for ever. Heed it well, ye Pantheists!
Page 625 - We were very tired, we were very merry — We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
Page 471 - There is no life in thee, now, except that rocking life imparted by a gently rolling ship; by her, borrowed from the sea; by the sea, from the inscrutable tides of God. But while this sleep, this dream is on ye, move your foot or hand an inch; slip your hold at all; and your identity comes back in horror.
Page 620 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.
Page 696 - And he dreamed, and behold a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven : and behold the angels of God ascending and descending on it...
Page 473 - Until I was twenty-five, I had no development at all. From my twenty-fifth year I date my life. Three weeks have scarcely passed, at any time between then and now, that I have not unfolded within myself.