Prairie Schooner, Volume 1-2Lowry Charles Wimberly University of Nebraska Press, 1927 |
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Halaman 12
... gone white . Meda watched as he viciously turned the corner of the shack . The yellow flames leaped and danced in her eyes . She flew to the corner in time to see Baldwin lift the heavy lids by their crosspieces from one barrel , then ...
... gone white . Meda watched as he viciously turned the corner of the shack . The yellow flames leaped and danced in her eyes . She flew to the corner in time to see Baldwin lift the heavy lids by their crosspieces from one barrel , then ...
Halaman 14
... gone . The yellow flames leaped and danced in her unblinking eyes . She flew into the house and carried the water pail to the plant . Upsetting it at the roots , Meda waited . Time would not go . The water seemed to stand , a little ...
... gone . The yellow flames leaped and danced in her unblinking eyes . She flew into the house and carried the water pail to the plant . Upsetting it at the roots , Meda waited . Time would not go . The water seemed to stand , a little ...
Halaman 15
... gone . The rain began easily , a drop here and there . Then it stopped . The sand lay yellow with darker splotches , like freckles , but in a moment they were gone . Baldwin clucked up his team . They raised their heads and swung into a ...
... gone . The rain began easily , a drop here and there . Then it stopped . The sand lay yellow with darker splotches , like freckles , but in a moment they were gone . Baldwin clucked up his team . They raised their heads and swung into a ...
Halaman 17
... gone the opened window had lightened that heaviness , and after the impersonality of the darkness the room had a smell delight- fully masculine and individual . It was an individual smell , he told himself : it was a symbol of his room ...
... gone the opened window had lightened that heaviness , and after the impersonality of the darkness the room had a smell delight- fully masculine and individual . It was an individual smell , he told himself : it was a symbol of his room ...
Halaman 30
... gone into Konrad's beet field , and how it happened that they were now in the public pound as if they were thieves or tramps and why they were not in their own little shed . Poor things , surely they were surprised to find themselves 30 ...
... gone into Konrad's beet field , and how it happened that they were now in the public pound as if they were thieves or tramps and why they were not in their own little shed . Poor things , surely they were surprised to find themselves 30 ...
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Halaman 119 - Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York ; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Halaman 123 - I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in, imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in: What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven?
Halaman 285 - Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders: They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your painted women under the gas lamps luring the farm boys. And they tell me you are crooked and I answer: Yes, it is true I have seen the gunman kill and go...
Halaman 128 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Halaman 276 - Yet each man kills the thing he loves, By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword!
Halaman 123 - Get thee to a nunnery : why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me : I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my...
Halaman 119 - But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks, Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, To strut before a wanton ambling nymph: I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up...
Halaman 129 - SONG Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands. Curtsied when you have, and kiss'd The wild waves whist," Foot it featly" here and there, And, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Halaman 123 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!