Across the Plains: With Other Memories and EssaysC. Scribner's Sons, 1905 - 295 páginas |
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American Anstruther Anstruther Easter artist awake Barbizon began beggar behold Bob Bain Brownies Caithness caravanserai Cellardyke Cernay Chinese coloured dark dead delight desert dream dreamer Dubuque emigrant empty face Fair Isle fancy farther fire Fontainebleau forest gentleman Gretz hand harbour heart honest honour hour Indian John Keats land least live look man's memory Mexican mind Monterey moral morning neighbour ness never newsboy night once Pacific painter passed perhaps plain pleasure poor race river ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON romance Royal Burghs scarce scene seemed seen Shakespeare Siron stand station stood story strange streets suppose talk taste tell thing thought tion Toano Tom and Jerry town train trees turn virtues voice walk whole wind window woods words young youth
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Página 294 - 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...
Página 193 - The essence of this bliss was to walk by yourself in the black night; the slide shut, the top-coat buttoned; not a ray escaping, whether to conduct your footsteps or to make your glory public: a mere pillar of darkness in the dark; and all the while, deep down in the privacy of your fool's heart, to know you had a bull's-eye at your belt, and to exult and sing over the knowledge. II It is said that a poet has died young in the breast of the most stolid.
Página 107 - The Monterey of last year exists no longer. A huge hotel has sprung up in the desert by the railway. Three sets of diners sit down successively to table. Invaluable toilettes figure along the beach and between the live oaks; and Monterey is advertised in the newspapers, and posted in the waiting-rooms at railway stations, as a resort for wealth and fashion. Alas for the little town ! it is not strong enough to resist the influence of the flaunting caravanserai, and the poor, quaint, penniless native...
Página 184 - A street or two of houses, mostly red and many of them tiled; a number of fine trees clustered about the manse and the kirkyard, and turning the chief street into a shady alley ; many little gardens more than usually bright with flowers ; nets a-drying, and fisherwives scolding in the backward parts ; a smell of fish, a genial smell of seaweed; whiffs of blowing sand at the street-corners; shops with golf-balls and bottled lollipops; another shop with penny pickwicks (that remarkable cigar) and the...
Página 201 - To the eye of the observer they are wet and cold and drearily surrounded; but ask themselves, and they are in the heaven of a recondite pleasure, the ground of which is an ill-smelling lantern.
Página 14 - The names of the States and Territories themselves form a chorus of sweet and most romantic vocables : Delaware, Ohio, Indiana, Florida, Dakota, Iowa, Wyoming, Minnesota, and the Carolinas ; there are few poems 1 Please pronounce Arkansaw, with the accent on the first. with a nobler music for the ear : a songful, tuneful land...
Página 227 - For two days I went about racking my brains for a plot of any sort; and on the second night I dreamed the scene at the window, and a scene afterwards split in two, in which Hyde, pursued for some crime, took the powder and underwent the change in the presence of his pursuers.
Página 191 - Have you got your lantern?" and a gratified "Yes!" That was the shibboleth, and very needful too; for, as it was the rule to keep our glory contained, none could recognize a lantern-bearer, unless (like the pole-cat) by the smell. Four or five would sometimes climb into the belly of a ten-man lugger, with nothing but the thwarts above them — for the cabin was usually locked, or choose out some hollow of the links where the wind might whistle overhead.
Página 184 - ... a wilderness of hiding-holes, alive with popping rabbits and soaring gulls; to the right, a range of seaward crags, one rugged brow beyond another; the ruins of a mighty and ancient fortress on the brink of one; coves between - now charmed into sunshine quiet, now whistling with wind and clamorous with bursting surges; the dens and sheltered hollows redolent of thyme and southernwood, the air at the...
Página 239 - VTOU should have heard him speak of what •*• he loved ; of the tent pitched beside the talking water ; of the stars overhead at night ; of the blest return of morning, the peep of day over the moors, the awaking birds among the birches ; how he abhorred the long winter shut in cities ; and with what delight, at the return of the spring, he once more pitched his camp in the living out-of-doors.