The HawkeyeBobbs-Merrill Company, 1923 - 477 pagina's Biography of a man of late 19th century Iowa faced with dire problems on his farm. |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 108 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs...
Pagina 204 - What others left — he still was unsubdued. And when the angel met him on his way, And half in earnest, half in jest, would say, Sternly, though tenderly, that he might feel The velvet scabbard held a sword of steel, "Art thou the king?
Pagina 204 - How came the world's gray fathers forth To watch thy sacred sign ! And when its yellow lustre smiled O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God.
Pagina 419 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at...
Pagina 74 - WHEN a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth's aching breast Runs a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on from east to west, And the slave, where'er he cowers, feels the soul within him climb To the awful verge of manhood, as the energy sublime Of a century bursts full.blossomed on the thorny stem of Time.
Pagina 80 - I have sung many songs, But never a one so gay, For he sings of what the world will be When the years have died away.
Pagina 12 - The lark is up to meet the sun, The bee is on the wing, The ant her labor has begun, The woods with music ring.
Pagina 79 - THE POET'S SONG. THE rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass'd by the town and out of the street, A light wind blew from the gates of the sun, And waves of shadow went over the wheat, And he sat him down in a lonely place, And chanted a melody loud and sweet, That made the wild-swan pause in her cloud, And the lark drop down at his feet. The swallow stopt as he hunted the...
Pagina 93 - O'er the blowing ships. Over blowing seas, Over seas at rest, Pass the happy news, Blush it thro...
Pagina 374 - But herein these, which are called contingent or springing uses, differ from an executory devise ; in that there must be a person seised to such uses at the time when the contingency happens, else they can never be executed by the statute ; and therefore if the estate of the feoffee to such use be destroyed by alienation or otherwise, before the contingency arises, the use is destroyed forever; whereas by an executory devise the freehold itself is transferred to the future devisee.