Bret Harte: A Treatise and a Tribute

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Greening & Company, Limited, 1900 - 284 ページ
 

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38 ページ - Zee lay motionless and glassy, excepting that here and there a gentle undulation waved and prolonged the blue shadow of the distant mountain. A few amber clouds floated in the sky, without a breath of air to move them. The horizon was of a fine golden tint, changing gradually into a pure apple-green, and from that into the deep blue of the mid-heaven.
42 ページ - Ere your heritage be wasted," said the quick-alarming drum. " Let me of my heart take counsel : War is not of life the sum ; Who shall stay and reap the harvest When the autumn days shall come? " But the drum Echoed: "Come! Death...
12 ページ - Flat,' and another), in which he had found such subtle strokes of character as he had not anywhere else in late years discovered ; the manner resembling himself, but the matter fresh to a degree that had...
39 ページ - ... and purple of their rocky sides. A sloop was loitering in the distance, dropping slowly down with the tide, her sail hanging uselessly against the mast ; and as the reflection of the sky gleamed along the still water, it seemed as if the vessel was suspended in the air. It was toward evening that Ichabod arrived at the castle of the Heer Van Tassel, which he found thronged with the pride and flower of the adjacent country. Old farmers, a spare leathern-faced race, in homespun coats and breeches,...
191 ページ - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
43 ページ - Thus they answered, — hoping, fearing, Some in faith, and doubting some, Till a trumpet-voice proclaiming, Said, " My chosen people, come ! " Then the drum, Lo ! was dumb, For the great heart of the nation, throbbing, answered, " Lord, we come !
6 ページ - COWARD, — of heroic size, In whose lazy muscles lies Strength we fear and yet despise ; Savage, — whose relentless tusks Are content with acorn husks ; Robber, — whose exploits ne'er soared O'er the bee's or squirrel's hoard ; Whiskered chin and feeble nose, Claws of steel on baby toes, — Here, in solitude and shade, Shambling, shuffling plantigrade, Be thy courses undismayed...
54 ページ - SAN FRANCISCO (FROM THE SEA) SERENE, indifferent of Fate, Thou sittest at the Western Gate ; Upon thy height, so lately won, Still slant the banners of the sun ; Thou seest the white seas strike their tents, O Warder of two continents ! And, scornful of the peace that flies Thy angry winds and sullen skies, Thou drawest all things, small or great, To thee, beside the Western Gate.
176 ページ - Ah, wasteful woman ! — she who may On her sweet self set her own price, Knowing he cannot choose but pay — How has she cheapened Paradise! How given for nought her priceless gift, How spoiled the bread and spilled the wine, Which, spent with due, respective thrift, Had made brutes men, and men divine...
78 ページ - ... newspaper, wherein the main incident of his supposed fanciful creation was recorded with a largeness of statement that far transcended his powers of imagination. He has been repeatedly cautioned, kindly and unkindly, intelligently and unintelligently, against his alleged tendency to confuse recognised standards of morality by extenuating lives of recklessness, and often criminality, with a single solitary virtue. He might easily show that he has never written a sermon, that he has never moralised...

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