... and sweet domestic thoughts flash out one by one across the blackening salt-meadow between. How much has not kerosene added to the cheerfulness of our evening landscape ! A pair of night-herons flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The Making of America - Halaman 389diedit oleh - 1906Tampilan utuh - Tentang buku ini
| James Russell Lowell - 1871 - 450 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of "October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half-painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1876 - 454 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half-painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| 1900 - 830 halaman
...essays, "was ended. I might walk townward without the aching dread of bulletins that had darkened tne July sunshine and twice made the scarlet leaves of...who fell mortally wounded, October 21, 1861, at the battleof Ball's Bluff, while trying to save a wounded comrade. When taken to the hospital he said to... | |
| Prose masterpieces - 1884 - 310 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half-painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1887 - 408 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...sunshine, and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seemed stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half proud, half painful, how so many years ago... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 384 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half-painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1890 - 410 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half-painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| John Scott Clark - 1898 - 910 halaman
...never come ! " — A Good Word for Winter. " The war was ended. I might walk town ward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half proud, half painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
| James Russell Lowell - 1898 - 104 halaman
...flapped heavily over me toward the hidden river. The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remembered with a pang, half-proud, half -painful, how, so many years ago, I... | |
| Thomas Wentworth Higginson - 1899 - 236 halaman
...walks from Elmwood to Harvard Square about 1870: "The war was ended. I might walk townward without that aching dread of bulletins that had darkened the July...and twice made the scarlet leaves of October seem stained with blood. I remember with a pang half proud, half painful, how, so many years ago, I had... | |
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