The Californian, Volume 3Charles Frederick Holder Californian Publishing Company, 1893 |
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... night in a snowstorm , and awakens in a land carpeted with wild - flowers . His sensations are indescribable , and can only be understood by those initiated . Our flora is said to include nearly two thousand varieties of flowering ...
... night in a snowstorm , and awakens in a land carpeted with wild - flowers . His sensations are indescribable , and can only be understood by those initiated . Our flora is said to include nearly two thousand varieties of flowering ...
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... night . She always sits up for me . She is an owlet , I am an owl , and we carouse together , in the night season , she on books , I on table ! " " Harold ! " " Gospel truth 34 PAYABLE TO BEARER .
... night . She always sits up for me . She is an owlet , I am an owl , and we carouse together , in the night season , she on books , I on table ! " " Harold ! " " Gospel truth 34 PAYABLE TO BEARER .
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... night . Study over the theorem and favor me with your deductions . " But the colonel studied instead the wasted physique of his friend , and said : " I never heard of your being ill . " " I am not surprised . No one ever seems to have ...
... night . Study over the theorem and favor me with your deductions . " But the colonel studied instead the wasted physique of his friend , and said : " I never heard of your being ill . " " I am not surprised . No one ever seems to have ...
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... night , Harold . " " Good - by . I will sleep without the drug to - night . " The next morning Cheviot came to the colonel's hotel with PAYABLE TO BEARER . 39.
... night , Harold . " " Good - by . I will sleep without the drug to - night . " The next morning Cheviot came to the colonel's hotel with PAYABLE TO BEARER . 39.
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... night , late . He came to kiss me as he always does , and put it under my pillow , telling me to take it to you this morning , without waking him , as he would be asleep . " " And when you left him this morning , was he was he asleep ...
... night , late . He came to kiss me as he always does , and put it under my pillow , telling me to take it to you this morning , without waking him , as he would be asleep . " " And when you left him this morning , was he was he asleep ...
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Page 41 - For the king had at sea a navy of Tharshish with the navy of Hiram : once in three years came the navy of Tharshish, bringing gold, and silver, ivory, and apes, and peacocks.
Page 556 - Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. Ever-returning spring, trinity sure to me you bring, Lilac blooming perennial and drooping star in the west, And thought of him I love.
Page 558 - The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
Page 160 - No more shall the war-cry sever, Or the winding rivers be red: They banish our anger forever When they laurel the graves of our dead! Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the Judgment Day: — Love and tears for the Blue; Tears and love for the Gray.
Page 559 - Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son, Turbulent, fleshy, sensual, eating, drinking and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or apart from them, No more modest than immodest.
Page 243 - No discrimination in charges or facilities for transportation shall be made by any railroad or other transportation company between places or persons, or in the facilities for the transportation of the same classes of freight or passengers within this State, or coming from or going to any other State.
Page 559 - Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems. You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left,) You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books...
Page 192 - Come from the woods that belt the gray hill-side, The seven elms, the poplars four That stand beside my father's door, And chiefly from the brook that loves To purl o'er matted cress and ribbed sand, Or dimple in the dark of rushy coves, Drawing into his narrow earthen urn, In every elbow and turn, The filter'd tribute of the rough woodland.
Page 201 - By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
Page 62 - But when he had turned about and looked on his disciples, he rebuked Peter, saying, Get thee behind me, Satan: for thou savourest not the things that be of God, but the things that be of men.