The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, Volume 2Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 - Literature |
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... Hundred Years to Come Alarmed Skipper , The A Leavetaking Al Koran ( Selections from the Koran . From the Arabic of Mohammed ) All Saints ' American Indian , The ( An Oration ) Clarence Cook Felicia Hemans . George Crabbe Joseph Story ...
... Hundred Years to Come Alarmed Skipper , The A Leavetaking Al Koran ( Selections from the Koran . From the Arabic of Mohammed ) All Saints ' American Indian , The ( An Oration ) Clarence Cook Felicia Hemans . George Crabbe Joseph Story ...
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... hundred worlds of solid carbon . Knowledge such as that which you now possess has caused philosophers , in spec- ulating on the mode in which the sun's power is maintained , to suppose solar light and heat to be caused by the showering ...
... hundred worlds of solid carbon . Knowledge such as that which you now possess has caused philosophers , in spec- ulating on the mode in which the sun's power is maintained , to suppose solar light and heat to be caused by the showering ...
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... hundred and sixty revolutions round its axis , the temperature was found to be 130 ° . Having taken away the borer , he now re - arranging the complicated machinery used in moved the metallic dust , or scaly matter , which had been ...
... hundred and sixty revolutions round its axis , the temperature was found to be 130 ° . Having taken away the borer , he now re - arranging the complicated machinery used in moved the metallic dust , or scaly matter , which had been ...
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... hundred feet a second . Hence it might be objected that , according to the above hypothesis , odors ought to spread much more rapidly than they are observed to do . The answer to this objection is that the odoriferous molecules have to ...
... hundred feet a second . Hence it might be objected that , according to the above hypothesis , odors ought to spread much more rapidly than they are observed to do . The answer to this objection is that the odoriferous molecules have to ...
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... hundred miles an hour ; on touching the earth he would be thrown forward in an easterly direction with a velocity of one hundred miles an hour , this being the difference between the equatorial velocity with which he started and the ...
... hundred miles an hour ; on touching the earth he would be thrown forward in an easterly direction with a velocity of one hundred miles an hour , this being the difference between the equatorial velocity with which he started and the ...
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Page 100 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 100 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Page 102 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 379 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
Page 22 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
Page 88 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Page 498 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Page 294 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
Page 379 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 198 - 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.