The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1915 |
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Page 363 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Page 285 - I will send them prophets and apostles, and some of them they shall slay and persecute: that the blood of all the prophets, which was shed from the foundation of the world, may be required of this generation...
Page 86 - No fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds, That run along the summit of these trees In music ; — thou art in the cooler breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt ; — the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee.
Page 490 - And the hum of the smallest of talk,— Somehow, Joe, I thought of " The Ferry," And the dance that we had on " The Fork ;" Of Harrison's barn, with its muster Of flags festooned over the wall ; Of the candles that shed their soft lustre And...
Page 362 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair: Ah, happy, happy boughs!
Page 384 - The hour is coming, in the which all that are in the graves shall hear the voice of the Son of God, and shall come forth ; they that have done good, unto the resurrection of life, and they that have done evil, unto the resurrection of damnation.
Page 82 - Be Yarrow stream unseen, unknown! It must, or we shall rue it : We have a vision of our own; Ah ! why should we undo it ? The treasured dreams of times long past, We'll keep them, winsome Marrow!
Page 218 - The sides of these mountains are barren, entirely barren ; their tops capped by perennial snow. There may be in California, now made free by its constitution, and no doubt there are, some tracts of valuable land.
Page 76 - ... was suddenly aware of a vast white shadow in the water. What cloud, piled massive on the horizon, could cast an image so sharp in outline, so full of vigorous detail of surface? No cloud, as my stare, no longer dreamy, presently discovered — no cloud, but a cloud compeller. It was a giant mountain dome of snow, swelling and seeming to fill the aerial spheres as its image displaced the blue deeps of tranquil water.
Page 484 - For the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God, neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.