Prairie Schooner, Volume 1-2Lowry Charles Wimberly University of Nebraska Press, 1927 |
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Halaman 7
... leaves . Meda loved thick , green things like the glory vine that covered the window of the grey soddy and reached am- bitiously toward the sod - covered eaves . The great heart- shaped leaves bobbed on their slender stems in the wind ...
... leaves . Meda loved thick , green things like the glory vine that covered the window of the grey soddy and reached am- bitiously toward the sod - covered eaves . The great heart- shaped leaves bobbed on their slender stems in the wind ...
Halaman 8
... leaves that filtered the flecks of sunlight on the sand floor about her . Meda looked about the room , its bareness old , old and yet strikingly new . Not even Baldwin could deny the small- ness of the place , nor its shabbiness . An ...
... leaves that filtered the flecks of sunlight on the sand floor about her . Meda looked about the room , its bareness old , old and yet strikingly new . Not even Baldwin could deny the small- ness of the place , nor its shabbiness . An ...
Halaman 9
... leaves . The red funnels died young ; there was never any dew for them to catch , only heat , sun , and wind . Meda had to admit she felt the hills , not like Baldwin , who felt a companionship in the purple hazes and the fiery evening ...
... leaves . The red funnels died young ; there was never any dew for them to catch , only heat , sun , and wind . Meda had to admit she felt the hills , not like Baldwin , who felt a companionship in the purple hazes and the fiery evening ...
Halaman 10
... leaves of the small plants would rattle against the rusty wheels . Back in the room , Meda lit the fire . Cowchips from the old candy pail ( another pick - up ) and a handful of hay roared up the rusty pipe . The woman lifted a black ...
... leaves of the small plants would rattle against the rusty wheels . Back in the room , Meda lit the fire . Cowchips from the old candy pail ( another pick - up ) and a handful of hay roared up the rusty pipe . The woman lifted a black ...
Halaman 11
... leaves . They looked clouded , hurt . Well , she had been hurt too ; just wait until he got numb . The flames ... leaf . " Drouth don't seem to hurt it much . Probably gets my drinking water . " 66 No , no , I only give it dish 11 THE VINE.
... leaves . They looked clouded , hurt . Well , she had been hurt too ; just wait until he got numb . The flames ... leaf . " Drouth don't seem to hurt it much . Probably gets my drinking water . " 66 No , no , I only give it dish 11 THE VINE.
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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!