The Living Age, Volumen313Living Age Company, 1922 |
Contenido
368 | |
372 | |
383 | |
391 | |
397 | |
401 | |
409 | |
420 | |
69 | |
77 | |
83 | |
92 | |
117 | |
121 | |
124 | |
186 | |
193 | |
201 | |
206 | |
209 | |
220 | |
226 | |
229 | |
232 | |
237 | |
243 | |
248 | |
249 | |
255 | |
262 | |
272 | |
281 | |
292 | |
301 | |
307 | |
317 | |
328 | |
335 | |
343 | |
349 | |
355 | |
361 | |
427 | |
441 | |
448 | |
457 | |
460 | |
467 | |
479 | |
487 | |
489 | |
491 | |
493 | |
503 | |
511 | |
518 | |
558 | |
586 | |
620 | |
627 | |
633 | |
640 | |
653 | |
662 | |
683 | |
744 | |
744 | |
751 | |
757 | |
764 | |
771 | |
779 | |
786 | |
794 | |
800 | |
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
Albania Alsatians American appear army artist asked ATLANTIC MONTHLY beauty Bergschrund Berlin British called Caruso cent century Chiao Luan China Chinese Church civilization color Congo Congo Free Desanka Drežnica economic Egypt Egyptian England English Europe European eyes fact father favor feeling force foreign France French friends Gadin Genoa Conference German girl Government hand Handel human hundred idea industrial interest Japan Japanese Jews Joco Koritsa labor land Little Entente LIVING AGE London look Lord Macugnaga Maria Chapdelaine ment military Monte Rosa nation natives never night officers organization Ostspitze Paidin Palestine Paris Party peasants play poet political Pope Joco present religion Rudolf Steiner Russia seemed social soul Soviet spirit thing thought thousand tion to-day Treaty Voroshilin whole words write young Zionist
Pasajes populares
Página 48 - CHRISTMAS EVE, and twelve of the clock. " Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave in these years ! Yet, I feel, If someone said on Christmas Eve, " Come ; see the oxen kneel " In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know," I should go with him...
Página 494 - Worlds on worlds are rolling ever From creation to decay, Like the bubbles on a river, Sparkling, bursting, borne away. But they are still immortal , • Who, through birth's orient portal And death's dark chasm hurrying to and fro, Clothe their unceasing flight In the brief dust and light Gathered around their chariots as they go...
Página 67 - His Majesty's Government view with favor the establishment in Palestine of a national home for the Jewish people, and will use their best endeavors to facilitate the achievement of this object, it being clearly understood that nothing shall be done which may prejudice the civil and religious rights of existing non-Jewish communities in Palestine, or the rights and political status enjoyed by Jews in any other country...
Página 157 - A phantom among men ; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness...
Página 68 - To those colonies and territories which as a consequence of the late war have ceased to be under the sovereignty of the States which formerly governed them and which are inhabited by peoples not yet able to stand by themselves under the strenuous conditions of the modern world...
Página 68 - Certain communities formerly belonging to the Turkish Empire have reached a stage of development where their existence as independent nations can be provisionally recognized subject to the rendering of administrative advice and assistance by a Mandatory until such time as they are able to stand alone.
Página 132 - Absolute freedom of navigation upon the seas, outside territorial waters, alike in peace and in war, except as the seas may be closed in whole or in part by International action for the enforcement of international covenants.
Página 47 - Strange that ephemeral creatures who By my own ordering are, Should see the shortness of my view, Use ethic tests I never knew, Or made provision for!
Página 356 - Stream'd thro' my cell a cold and silver beam, And down the long beam stole the Holy Grail, Rose-red with beatings in it, as if alive, Till all the white walls of my cell were dyed With rosy...
Página 312 - MINE, you are to know, is a white melancholy, or rather leucocholy for the most part ; which, though it seldom laughs or dances, nor ever amounts to what one calls joy or pleasure, yet is a good easy sort of a state, and 93 ne laisse que de s'amuser.