Century Monthly Magazine, 106 tomasJosiah Gilbert Holland, Richard Watson Gilder Century Company, 1923 |
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... Leaving the room , he found Robert Adams sitting up in his library , coffee at hand . " It's weakening , " said the ... leaves drooping , and the pink crape- myrtle at the end of Bell's long porch . Farrar asked : " Well , how are you ...
... Leaving the room , he found Robert Adams sitting up in his library , coffee at hand . " It's weakening , " said the ... leaves drooping , and the pink crape- myrtle at the end of Bell's long porch . Farrar asked : " Well , how are you ...
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... leaves no trace on the true and serious con- clusions of the world . But each in turn may leave very deep and dis- astrous wounds and dislocations in the mentality of the individual man . Cal- vinism is dead , but not before Cowper died ...
... leaves no trace on the true and serious con- clusions of the world . But each in turn may leave very deep and dis- astrous wounds and dislocations in the mentality of the individual man . Cal- vinism is dead , but not before Cowper died ...
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... leave me comparatively cold . One has plenty of things in the sky . One wants something nearer . My whole being warms to tiny mouse- traces under the hemlocks by the brook ; to the serious leapings ; the clutter of little ideas ...
... leave me comparatively cold . One has plenty of things in the sky . One wants something nearer . My whole being warms to tiny mouse- traces under the hemlocks by the brook ; to the serious leapings ; the clutter of little ideas ...
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... leaves will have fried edges , nicely browned and shriveled . I hope at least the orchard will be wise . Fried edges on apple - blossoms are serious . We had them one year . We also had no apples . Yesterday I rode my horse frankly over ...
... leaves will have fried edges , nicely browned and shriveled . I hope at least the orchard will be wise . Fried edges on apple - blossoms are serious . We had them one year . We also had no apples . Yesterday I rode my horse frankly over ...
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... leave on an early train . But after coffee the drawing - room was soon deserted , and I selected the light and pose , and my subject immediately congealed into a motionless image , hardly daring to wink or breathe . Such a picture of ...
... leave on an early train . But after coffee the drawing - room was soon deserted , and I selected the light and pose , and my subject immediately congealed into a motionless image , hardly daring to wink or breathe . Such a picture of ...
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