Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Band 42Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells Harper's Magazine Company, 1871 Important American periodical dating back to 1850. |
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... feel it . " Against such arguments what remained to be said ? Let us add that a few ignorant bat honest prelates really believed that the day on which the decree of papal infallibility was publicly pro- claimed would witness a new ...
... feel it . " Against such arguments what remained to be said ? Let us add that a few ignorant bat honest prelates really believed that the day on which the decree of papal infallibility was publicly pro- claimed would witness a new ...
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... feeling heart , put to so severe a trial . All losses in the world are ca- pable of being remedied , but those which ... feel myself in a sort of stupefaction . " The French have seized upon Friesland , and are about to pass the Weser ...
... feeling heart , put to so severe a trial . All losses in the world are ca- pable of being remedied , but those which ... feel myself in a sort of stupefaction . " The French have seized upon Friesland , and are about to pass the Weser ...
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... feel as if pure happi- ness were pouring down upon me . I did not know there was such rest , such a dewy air to ... feeling Louise and her father sat com- fortably together on the balcony , looking out over the lake and toward the ...
... feel as if pure happi- ness were pouring down upon me . I did not know there was such rest , such a dewy air to ... feeling Louise and her father sat com- fortably together on the balcony , looking out over the lake and toward the ...
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... feel himself excluded from the society in the house . The hostess had told Louise that the full moon would rise over the mountains about eleven o'clock , and that she ought not to miss the won- derful sight ; Louise wanted to wait for ...
... feel himself excluded from the society in the house . The hostess had told Louise that the full moon would rise over the mountains about eleven o'clock , and that she ought not to miss the won- derful sight ; Louise wanted to wait for ...
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... feel- ing for freedom than for equality , are foppishly fond of decorations - they wear their badges while they are traveling , and , of all the places in the world , here in the Swiss republic , where there are no badges or ribbons ...
... feel- ing for freedom than for equality , are foppishly fond of decorations - they wear their badges while they are traveling , and , of all the places in the world , here in the Swiss republic , where there are no badges or ribbons ...
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Seite 298 - Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair : and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment.
Seite 112 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Seite 296 - O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Seite 138 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
Seite 197 - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion ! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion — Death...
Seite 471 - I regret to say that no conclusion has been reached for the adjustment of the claims against Great Britain growing out of the course adopted by that Government during the rebellion. The cabinet of London, so far as its views have been expressed, does not appear to be willing to concede that Her Majesty's Government was guilty of any negligence, or did or permitted any act during the war by which the United States has just cause of complaint. Our firm and unalterable convictions are directly the reverse.
Seite 191 - if man you be in heart, not adamant, forbear that wicked cant until you have discovered What the surplus is, and Where it is. Will you decide what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be that in the sight of Heaven, you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions like this poor man's child. O God ! to hear the Insect on the leaf pronouncing on the too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust.
Seite 296 - O, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Seite 476 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Seite 157 - So Moses, the servant of the Lord, died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the Lord. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Bethpeor ; but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.