Scribner's Magazine, Volume 61 (Google eBook)

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Charles Scribners Sons, 1917
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Page 382 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 252 - WHEN I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride.
Page xiii - It may be he shall take my hand And lead me into his dark land And close my eyes and quench my breath— It may be I shall pass him still. I have a rendezvous with Death On some scarred slope of battered hill, When Spring comes round again this year And the first meadow-flowers appear.
Page 434 - If (which is not to be expected, and which God forbid !) war should unhappily break out between the two republics, they do now, with a view to such calamity, solemnly pledge themselves to each other, and to the world, to observe the following rules : absolutely, where the nature of the subject permits, and as closely as possible in all cases where such absolute observance shall be impossible : 1.
Page 165 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Page 251 - Christian ! dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the troops of Midian Prowl and prowl around ? Christian ! up and smite them, Counting gain but loss : Smite them by the merit Of the Holy Cross!
Page 622 - France — namely, that to her reversal of the order of the two commandments on which hang all the law and the prophets...
Page 90 - It was uncongenial to the whole spirit of the neo-Gaelic movement, which is bent on creating a new Ireland after its own ideal, whereas my play is a very uncompromising presentment of the real old Ireland.
Page 148 - Is not this the fast that I have chosen? to loose the bonds of wickedness, to undo the bands of the yoke, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke?
Page 435 - And it is declared that neither the pretence that war dissolves all treaties, nor any other whatever shall be considered as annulling or suspending the solemn covenant contained in this article.

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