Literary Essays: A Moosehead journalHoughton, Mifflin, 1890 - Literature |
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... carry beads of thought and experience , strung one by one in painful years , to pay for them with . A useful old jackknife will buy more than the daintiest Louis Quinze paper- folder fresh from Paris . Perhaps the kind of in- telligence ...
... carry beads of thought and experience , strung one by one in painful years , to pay for them with . A useful old jackknife will buy more than the daintiest Louis Quinze paper- folder fresh from Paris . Perhaps the kind of in- telligence ...
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... Carry instead . Never use the word canoe , my dear Storg , if you wish to retain your self - respect . Birch is the term among us back- woodsmen . I never knew it till yesterday ; but , like a true philosopher , I made it appear as if I ...
... Carry instead . Never use the word canoe , my dear Storg , if you wish to retain your self - respect . Birch is the term among us back- woodsmen . I never knew it till yesterday ; but , like a true philosopher , I made it appear as if I ...
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... Carry , and our guide , pointing through the woods , said : " That's the Cannydy road . You can travel that clearn to Kebeck , a hunderd an ' twenty mile , " - a privilege of which I respectfully declined to avail myself . The offer ...
... Carry , and our guide , pointing through the woods , said : " That's the Cannydy road . You can travel that clearn to Kebeck , a hunderd an ' twenty mile , " - a privilege of which I respectfully declined to avail myself . The offer ...
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... carry sixty pounds ' weight , and all that ; but I am not , and never shall be , an ancient Roman soldier , no , not ... carrying on an extensive manu- facture of bricks without straw . At last affairs reached a crisis , and a ...
... carry sixty pounds ' weight , and all that ; but I am not , and never shall be , an ancient Roman soldier , no , not ... carrying on an extensive manu- facture of bricks without straw . At last affairs reached a crisis , and a ...
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... Carry was reached at last , and , as we drew near it , we heard a sound of shouting and laughter . It came from a party of men making hay of the wild grass in Seboomok meadows , which lie around Seboomok pond , into which the Carry ...
... Carry was reached at last , and , as we drew near it , we heard a sound of shouting and laughter . It came from a party of men making hay of the wild grass in Seboomok meadows , which lie around Seboomok pond , into which the Carry ...
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Page 216 - Good old plan, That he should take who has the power, And he should keep who can,
Page 236 - After regarding it steadfastly, he looked up in my face with a calmness of countenance that I can never forget, and said, ' I know the colour of that blood — it is arterial blood — I cannot be deceived in that colour — that drop of blood is my deathwarrant — I must die.
Page 234 - Lord Byron, and this Charmian, hold the first place in our minds; in the latter, John Howard, Bishop Hooker rocking his child's cradle, and you, my dear sister, are the conquering feelings. As a man of the world, I love the rich talk of a Charmian; as an eternal being, I love the thought of you. I should like her to ruin me, and I should like you to save me. I am free from men of pleasure's cares, By dint of feelings far more deep than theirs.
Page 307 - Poor verdant fool! And now green ice! Thy joys, Large and as lasting as thy perch of grass, Bid us lay in 'gainst winter rain, and poise Their floods with an o'erflowing glass.
Page 349 - A sweet attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books — I trow that count'nance cannot lye, Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
Page 356 - Chase," and we in Emerson. Nor did it blow retreat, but called to us with assurance of victory. Did they say he was disconnected ? So were the stars, that seemed larger to our eyes, still keen with that excitement, as we walked homeward with prouder stride over the creaking snow. And were they not knit together by a higher logic than our mere sense could master ? Were we enthusiasts ? I hope and believe we were, and am thankful to the man who made us worth something for once in our lives. If asked...
Page 231 - Judgment. I may write independently, and with Judgment, hereafter. The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man : It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself. In " Endymion," I leaped headlong into the sea, and thereby have become better acquainted with the Soundings, the quicksands, and the rocks, than if I had stayed upon the green shore, and piped a silly pipe, and took tea and comfortable advice....
Page 230 - Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works. My own domestic criticism has given me pain without comparison beyond what Blackwood...
Page 355 - Those faces, young and old, agleam with pale intellectual light, eager with pleased attention, flash upon me once more from the deep recesses of the years with an exquisite pathos. Ah, beautiful young eyes, brimming with love and hope, wholly vanished now in that other world we call the Past, or peering doubtfully through the pensive gloaming of memory, your light impoverishes these cheaper days ! I hear again that rustle of sensation, as they turned to exchange glances over some pithier thought,...
Page 360 - His hearers could not cough, or look aside from him, without loss. He commanded where he spoke ; and had his judges angry and pleased at his devotion. No man had their affections more in his power. The fear of every man that heard him was, lest he should make an end.