Putnam's Monthly Magazine of American Literature, Science and Art, Volume 2G.P.Putnam & Company, 1868 |
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Pagina 48
... hour , like the Federal sentinel standing guard along the " Father of Waters , " have I watched by moonlight the dim proces- sions of mighty forest - trees , wrested from far - off forests on the slopes of the Alleghanies or the Rocky ...
... hour , like the Federal sentinel standing guard along the " Father of Waters , " have I watched by moonlight the dim proces- sions of mighty forest - trees , wrested from far - off forests on the slopes of the Alleghanies or the Rocky ...
Pagina 49
... Hour after hour I waited for a mes- sage , hoping the disaster had not been so terrible , and anxious for a word to relieve my suspense . It was in vain . The rebels had cut the wire between Baton Rouge , and Port Hudson . Pleasant was ...
... Hour after hour I waited for a mes- sage , hoping the disaster had not been so terrible , and anxious for a word to relieve my suspense . It was in vain . The rebels had cut the wire between Baton Rouge , and Port Hudson . Pleasant was ...
Pagina 56
... hours afterwards . When travelling in the East , I one night asked our dragoman to interpret for me one of those marvellous stories- arabesques of imagination woven upon some tradition of Scripture or of patri- archal life - with which ...
... hours afterwards . When travelling in the East , I one night asked our dragoman to interpret for me one of those marvellous stories- arabesques of imagination woven upon some tradition of Scripture or of patri- archal life - with which ...
Pagina 59
... hours - then that my tone - wings raise themselves from the clogging mire , and soar and bear me to blessed regions where I hear pri- meval warblings and catch the perfumes of heavenly gardens . To - night I was bitter , almost ...
... hours - then that my tone - wings raise themselves from the clogging mire , and soar and bear me to blessed regions where I hear pri- meval warblings and catch the perfumes of heavenly gardens . To - night I was bitter , almost ...
Pagina 60
... hour . We wander out into Nature , and at the first step stop in awe , for we find ourselves on the threshold of a land so mysterious and holy that we feel we need baptism before we pass the sacred portal . The first vivid glow of the ...
... hour . We wander out into Nature , and at the first step stop in awe , for we find ourselves on the threshold of a land so mysterious and holy that we feel we need baptism before we pass the sacred portal . The first vivid glow of the ...
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