Indian Summer CalendarCase, Lockwood & Brainard Company, Hartford Press, 1904 - 8 стор. |
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... It is for rare people like her that one longs to suspend the inex- orable laws which weigh upon humanity , and to make real the myth of the fountain of youth . Ан , nothing is too late Till the tired heart JANUARY 15 .
... It is for rare people like her that one longs to suspend the inex- orable laws which weigh upon humanity , and to make real the myth of the fountain of youth . Ан , nothing is too late Till the tired heart JANUARY 15 .
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Kate Sanborn. Ан , nothing is too late Till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate . Cato learned Greek at eighty ; Sophocles Wrote his grand " Edipus , " and Simonides Bore off the prize of verse from his compeers , When each had ...
Kate Sanborn. Ан , nothing is too late Till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate . Cato learned Greek at eighty ; Sophocles Wrote his grand " Edipus , " and Simonides Bore off the prize of verse from his compeers , When each had ...
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... late , and I could not help remarking on the great sacrifice he was making of his valuable time in at- tending these court functions . 66 " " " Well , " he said , " the Hohenzollern have been very kind to me , and I know they like to ...
... late , and I could not help remarking on the great sacrifice he was making of his valuable time in at- tending these court functions . 66 " " " Well , " he said , " the Hohenzollern have been very kind to me , and I know they like to ...
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... late J. A. Symonds wrote : doomed to decline now , I can at least say that in the five years since I came here [ Davos , Switzerland ] dying , I have had a very wonderful Indian Summer of experience . The colors of life have been even ...
... late J. A. Symonds wrote : doomed to decline now , I can at least say that in the five years since I came here [ Davos , Switzerland ] dying , I have had a very wonderful Indian Summer of experience . The colors of life have been even ...
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... late , but I am all the more grateful for it . The days of my youth were rendered miserable because I had lost my freedom ; having regained it makes me happy in my old age . Petrarch . I'm older'n you , an ' I've seen things an ' men ...
... late , but I am all the more grateful for it . The days of my youth were rendered miserable because I had lost my freedom ; having regained it makes me happy in my old age . Petrarch . I'm older'n you , an ' I've seen things an ' men ...
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autumn beautiful better birthday bless Bliss Carman body bright called centenarians charm cheerful dear death delight dreams earth Edward Everett Hale eighty exercise eyes face faded fear feel fifty flowers forty fresh fruit gift give glad glory golden grow old happy heart heaven Helen Hunt Jackson Holmes hope Indian Summer interest John John Townsend Trowbridge Julia Ward keep young life's light literary longer look Max Muller Max O'Rell mental mind Miss morning nature never night ninety Norman Hapgood o'er old age Oliver Wendell Holmes passed past peace quiet R. L. Stevenson rest Richard Henry Stoddard season secret seems serene seventy shine sing sixty sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring sunshine sweet tell thee things thou thought tree vigor walk winter woman women writing wrote youth
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Сторінка 21 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Сторінка 78 - Shalt show us how divine a thing A Woman may be made. Thy thoughts and feelings shall not die, Nor leave thee, when grey hairs are nigh, A melancholy slave ; But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave.
Сторінка 60 - A LATE lark twitters from the quiet skies ; And from the west, Where the sun, his day's work ended, Lingers as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace. The smoke ascends In a rosy-and-golden haze. The spires Shine, and are changed. In the valley Shadows rise. The lark sings on. The sun, Closing...
Сторінка 30 - As the bird trims her to the gale, I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime: 'Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed; The port, well worth the cruise, is near, And every wave is charmed.