Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Volume 65Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells Harper's Magazine Company, 1882 Important American periodical dating back to 1850. |
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... miles farther inland . Yarmouth is built on one of these banks , a strip of beach stretching north and south along the coast , less than half a mile wide at one end , and more than a mile at the other . The Yare , flowing along nearly ...
... miles farther inland . Yarmouth is built on one of these banks , a strip of beach stretching north and south along the coast , less than half a mile wide at one end , and more than a mile at the other . The Yare , flowing along nearly ...
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... miles long , on which Yarmouth faces the German Ocean , without finding anything striking . - The Parade is very fine , after the fash- ion of English watering - places : it is quite straight , and has hotels and lodging - houses on one ...
... miles long , on which Yarmouth faces the German Ocean , without finding anything striking . - The Parade is very fine , after the fash- ion of English watering - places : it is quite straight , and has hotels and lodging - houses on one ...
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... miles distant from her : later he destroyed a ves- sel under way , a few minutes after her A most easily constructed and much- abandonment by the crew . Notwith- dreaded affair was the barrel torpedo , standing these successes , he ...
... miles distant from her : later he destroyed a ves- sel under way , a few minutes after her A most easily constructed and much- abandonment by the crew . Notwith- dreaded affair was the barrel torpedo , standing these successes , he ...
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... miles an hour . A vessel at anchor on the block- ade , seeing one of the Davids , found her only safety in instant flight ; but they were so low in the water that they could read- ily approach very close before being de- tected . While ...
... miles an hour . A vessel at anchor on the block- ade , seeing one of the Davids , found her only safety in instant flight ; but they were so low in the water that they could read- ily approach very close before being de- tected . While ...
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... miles an hour . The great peculiarity of these boats is their boiler , in which steam can be raised to working pressure in five minutes or less , and can be kept there without diffi- culty . The illustration shows the salient features ...
... miles an hour . The great peculiarity of these boats is their boiler , in which steam can be raised to working pressure in five minutes or less , and can be kept there without diffi- culty . The illustration shows the salient features ...
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Halaman 432 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Halaman 127 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Halaman 30 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Halaman 528 - I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows, Where ox-lips and the nodding violet grows ; Quite over-canopied with lush woodbine, With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine...
Halaman 308 - Nature stretches out her arms to embrace man, only let his thoughts be of equal greatness. Willingly does she follow his steps with the rose and the violet, and bend her lines of grandeur and grace to the decoration of her darling child. Only let his thoughts be of equal scope, and the frame will suit the picture. A virtuous man is in unison with her works, and makes the central figure of the visible sphere.
Halaman 147 - Ribbands to flow confusedly, A winning wave (deserving note) In the tempestuous petticoat, A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility, Do more bewitch me, than when art Is too precise in every part.
Halaman 582 - It seemed as if the breezes brought him ; It seemed as if the sparrows taught him ; As if by secret sight he knew Where, in far fields, the orchis grew.
Halaman 127 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Halaman 642 - THE BELLS OF SHANDON. With deep affection and recollection I often think of those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, in the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle their magic spells. On this I ponder, where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, sweet Cork, of thee ; With thy bells of Shandon that sound so grand on The pleasant waters of the River Lee.
Halaman 20 - Scattered were they, like flakes of snow, when the wind from the northeast Strikes aslant through the fogs that darken the Banks of Newfoundland. Friendless, homeless, hopeless, they wandered from city to city, From the cold lakes of the North to sultry Southern savannas, — From the bleak shores of the sea to the lands where the Father of Waters Seizes the hills in his hands, and drags them down to the ocean, Deep in their sands to bury the scattered bones of the mammoth.