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White Jacket - Chapter 25. The Dog-Days Off Cape Horn White Jacket - Chapter 25. The Dog-Days Off Cape Horn

White Jacket - Chapter 25. The Dog-Days Off Cape Horn
CHAPTER XXV. THE DOG-DAYS OFF CAPE HORNColder and colder; we are drawing nigh to the Cape. Now gregoes, pea jackets, monkey jackets reefing jackets, storm jackets, oil jackets, paint jackets, round jackets short jackets, long jackets, and all manner of jackets, are the order of the day, not excepting the immortal white jacket, which begins to be sturdily buttoned up to the throat, and pulled down vigorously at the skirts, to bring them well over the loins.But, alas! those skirts were lamentably scanty;... Long Stories - Post by : simkl - Author : Herman Melville - Read : 1725

The Warden - Chapter 20. Farewell The Warden - Chapter 20. Farewell

The Warden - Chapter 20. Farewell
CHAPTER XX. FAREWELLOn the morning after Mr Harding's return home he received a note from the bishop full of affection, condolence, and praise. "Pray come to me at once," wrote the bishop, "that we may see what had better be done; as to the hospital, I will not say a word to dissuade you; but I don't like your going to Crabtree: at any rate, come to me at once."Mr Harding did go to him at once; and long and confidential was the consultation between the two old friends. There they sat together the... Long Stories - Post by : tehtarik - Author : Anthony Trollope - Read : 567

The Warden - Chapter 5. Dr Grantly Visits The Hospital The Warden - Chapter 5. Dr Grantly Visits The Hospital

The Warden - Chapter 5. Dr Grantly Visits The Hospital
CHAPTER V. DR GRANTLY VISITS THE HOSPITALThough doubt and hesitation disturbed the rest of our poor warden, no such weakness perplexed the nobler breast of his son-in-law. As the indomitable cock preparing for the combat sharpens his spurs, shakes his feathers, and erects his comb, so did the archdeacon arrange his weapons for the coming war, without misgiving and without fear. That he was fully confident of the justice of his cause let no one doubt. Many a man can fight his battle with good courage,... Long Stories - Post by : wlockhart - Author : Anthony Trollope - Read : 1496

The Pretty Lady: A Novel - Chapter 33. The Roof The Pretty Lady: A Novel - Chapter 33. The Roof

The Pretty Lady: A Novel - Chapter 33. The Roof
The main door of LECHFORD HOUSE was ajar, and at the sound of G.J.'s footsteps on the marble of the porch it opened. Robin, the secretary, stood at the threshold. Evidently she had been set to wait for him."The men-servants are all in the cellars," said she perkily.G.J. retorted with sardonic bitterness:"And quite right, too. I'm glad someone's got some sense left."Yet he did not really admire the men-servants for being in the cellars. Somehow it seemed mean of them not to be ready to take any risks,... Long Stories - Post by : TimCR - Author : Arnold Bennett - Read : 2914

Lilith: A Romance - Chapter 45. The Journey Home Lilith: A Romance - Chapter 45. The Journey Home

Lilith: A Romance - Chapter 45. The Journey Home
CHAPTER XLV. THE JOURNEY HOMEIt had ceased to be dark; we walked in a dim twilight, breathing through the dimness the breath of the spring. A wondrous change had passed upon the world--or was it not rather that a change more marvellous had taken place in us? Without light enough in the sky or the air to reveal anything, every heather-bush, every small shrub, every blade of grass was perfectly visible--either by light that went out from it, as fire from the bush Moses saw in the desert, or by light... Long Stories - Post by : leesumm - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 2567

The Princess And The Curdie - Chapter 25. The Avengers The Princess And The Curdie - Chapter 25. The Avengers

The Princess And The Curdie - Chapter 25. The Avengers
There was nothing now to be dreaded from Dr Kelman, but it made Curdie anxious, as the evening drew near, to think that not a soul belonging to the court had been to visit the king, or ask how he did, that day. He feared, in some shape or other, a more determined assault. He had provided himself a place in the room, to which he might retreat upon approach, and whence he could watch; but not once had he had to betake himself to it.Towards night the king fell asleep. Curdie thought more and more uneasily... Long Stories - Post by : bargain_hunter - Author : George Macdonald - Read : 1147

Self-congratulation Self-congratulation

Self-congratulation
Ellen, you were thoughtless onceOf beauty or of grace,Simple and homely in attire,Careless of form and face;Then whence this change? and wherefore nowSo often smoothe your hair?And wherefore deck your youthful formWith such unwearied care?Tell us, and cease to tire our earsWith that familiar strain;Why will you play those simple tunesSo often o'er again?"Indeed, dear friends, I can but sayThat childhood's thoughts are gone;Each year its own new feelings brings,And years move swiftly on:"And for these... Poems - Post by : ebookwow - Author : Anne Bronte - Read : 3242

To Wilhelmina To Wilhelmina

To Wilhelmina
A white face, drooping, on a bending neck: A tube-rose that with heavy petal curves Her stem: a foam-bell on a wave that swervesBack from the undulating vessel's deck. From out the whitest cloud of summer steals The wildest lightning: from this face of thine Thy soul, a fire-of-heaven, warm and fine,In marvellous flashes its fair self reveals.As when one gazes from the summer sea On some far gossamer cloud, with straining eye, Fearing to see it vanish in the sky,So, floating, wandering Cloud-Soul,... Poems - Post by : Anthony_Ellis - Author : Sidney Lanier - Read : 1068

To Richard Wagner To Richard Wagner

To Richard Wagner
"I saw a sky of stars that rolled in grime. All glory twinkled through some sweat of fight,From each tall chimney of the roaring time That shot his fire far up the sooty nightMixt fuels -- Labor's Right and Labor's Crime -- Sent upward throb on throb of scarlet lightTill huge hot blushes in the heavens blent With golden hues of Trade's high firmament."Fierce burned the furnaces; yet all seemed well, Hope dreamed rich music in the rattling mills.`Ye foundries, ye shall cast my church a bell,' Loud... Poems - Post by : homeamerica - Author : Sidney Lanier - Read : 761

To Marcus To Marcus

To Marcus
YOU have been far, and IBeen farther yet,Since last, in foul or fairAn impecunious pair,Below this northern skyOf ours, we met.Now winter night shall seeAgain us two,While howls the tempest higher,Sit warmly by the fireAnd dream and plan, as weWere wont to do.And, hand in hand, at largeOur thoughts shall walkWhile storm and gusty rain,Again and yet again,Shall drive their noisy chargeAcross the talk.The pleasant future stillShall smile to me,And hope with wooing handsWave on to fairy landsAll over... Poems - Post by : gouzts - Author : Robert Louis Stevenson - Read : 2435

How Not To Settle It How Not To Settle It

How Not To Settle It
1877I LIKE, at times, to hear the steeples' chimesWith sober thoughts impressively that mingle;But sometimes, too, I rather like--don't you?--To hear the music of the sleigh bells' jingle.I like full well the deep resounding swellOf mighty symphonies with chords inwoven;But sometimes, too, a song of Burns--don't you?After a solemn storm-blast of Beethoven.Good to the heels the well-worn slipper feelsWhen the tired player shuffles off the buskin;A page of Hood may do a fellow goodAfter a scolding... Poems - Post by : rprosser - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 833

Humboldt's Birthday Humboldt's Birthday

Humboldt's Birthday
CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION, SEPTEMBER 14, 1869BONAPARTE, AUGUST 15, 1769.-HUMBOLDT, SEPTEMBER 14, 1769ERE yet the warning chimes of midnight sound,Set back the flaming index of the year,Track the swift-shifting seasons in their roundThrough fivescore circles of the swinging sphere!Lo, in yon islet of the midland seaThat cleaves the storm-cloud with its snowy crest,The embryo-heir of Empires yet to be,A month-old babe upon his mother's breast.Those little hands that soon shall grow so strongIn their rude... Poems - Post by : Angelo - Author : Oliver Wendell Holmes - Read : 2111

The World-soul The World-soul

The World-soul
Thanks to the morning light, Thanks to the foaming sea,To the uplands of New Hampshire, To the green-haired forest free;Thanks to each man of courage, To the maids of holy mind,To the boy with his games undaunted Who never looks behind.Cities of proud hotels, Houses of rich and great,Vice nestles in your chambers, Beneath your roofs of slate.It cannot conquer folly,-- Time-and-space-conquering steam,--And the light-outspeeding telegraph Bears nothing on its beam.The politics are base; The letters... Poems - Post by : ambiance - Author : Ralph Waldo Emerson - Read : 1059

Peg Of Limavaddy Peg Of Limavaddy

Peg Of Limavaddy
Riding from Coleraine (Famed for lovely Kitty),Came a Cockney bound Unto Derry city;Weary was his soul, Shivering and sad, heBumped along the road Leads to Limavaddy.Mountains stretch'd around, Gloomy was their tinting,And the horse's hoofs Made a dismal clinting;Wind upon the heath Howling was and piping,On the heath and bog, Black with many a snipe in.Mid the bogs of black, Silver pools were flashing,Crows upon their sides Picking were and splashing.Cockney on the car Closer folds his plaidy,Grumbling... Poems - Post by : debtfree - Author : William Makepeace Thackeray - Read : 1578

The Wish Of To-day The Wish Of To-day

The Wish Of To-day
I ask not now for gold to gildWith mocking shine a weary frame;The yearning of the mind is stilled,I ask not now for Fame.A rose-cloud, dimly seen above,Melting in heaven's blue depths away;Oh, sweet, fond dream of human LoveFor thee I may not pray.But, bowed in lowliness of mind,I make my humble wishes known;I only ask a will resigned,O Father, to Thine own!To-day, beneath Thy chastening eyeI crave alone for peace and rest,Submissive in Thy hand to lie,And feel that it is best.A marvel seems the... Poems - Post by : hookani - Author : John Greenleaf Whittier - Read : 3276

The Library The Library

The Library
Sung at the opening of the Haverhill Library, November 11, 1875."Let there be light!" God spake of old,And over chaos dark and cold,And through the dead and formless frameOf nature, life and order came.Faint was the light at first that shoneOn giant fern and mastodon,On half-formed plant and beast of prey,And man as rude and wild as they.Age after age, like waves, o'erranThe earth, uplifting brute and man;And mind, at length, in symbols darkIts meanings traced on stone and bark.On leaf of palm, on... Poems - Post by : theerran - Author : John Greenleaf Whittier - Read : 1222

The Verdicts The Verdicts

The Verdicts
(JUTLAND) Not in the thick of the fight, Not in the press of the odds, Do the heroes come to their height, Or we know the demi-gods. That stands over till peace. We can only perceive Men returned from the seas, Very grateful for leave. They grant us sudden days Snatched from their business of war; But we are too close to appraise What manner of men they are. And, whether their names go down With age-kept victories, Or whether they battle and drown Unreckoned, is hid from our eyes. They are too near... Poems - Post by : Pete_Ticali - Author : Rudyard Kipling - Read : 2295

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK SEVENTH - Chapter 3 - The Bells The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK SEVENTH - Chapter 3 - The Bells

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK SEVENTH - Chapter 3 - The Bells
After the morning in the pillory, the neighbors of Notre-Dame thought they noticed that Quasimodo's ardor forringing had grown cool. Formerly, there had been peals forevery occasion, long morning serenades, which lasted fromprime to compline; peals from the belfry for a high mass,rich scales drawn over the smaller bells for a wedding, for achristening, and mingling in the air like a rich embroidery ofall sorts of charming sounds. The old church, all vibratingand sonorous, was in a perpetual joy... Long Stories - Post by : Ndoki - Author : Victor Hugo - Read : 3071

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK TENTH - Chapter 3 - Long Live Mirth The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK TENTH - Chapter 3 - Long Live Mirth

The Hunchback Of Notre Dame (notre-dame De Paris) - Volume II - BOOK TENTH - Chapter 3 - Long Live Mirth
The reader has probably not forgotten that a part of theCour de Miracles was enclosed by the ancient wall whichsurrounded the city, a goodly number of whose towers had begun,even at that epoch, to fall to ruin. One of these towers hadbeen converted into a pleasure resort by the vagabonds. Therewas a drain-shop in the underground story, and the rest in theupper stories. This was the most lively, and consequentlythe most hideous, point of the whole outcast den. It was asort of monstrous hive, which... Long Stories - Post by : exit9to5 - Author : Victor Hugo - Read : 1885

The Tree: An Old Man's Story The Tree: An Old Man's Story

The Tree: An Old Man's Story
IIts roots are bristling in the airLike some mad Earth-god's spiny hair;The loud south-wester's swell and yellSmote it at midnight, and it fell. Thus ends the tree Where Some One sat with me.IIIts boughs, which none but darers trod,A child may step on from the sod,And twigs that earliest met the dawnAre lit the last upon the lawn. Cart off the tree Beneath whose trunk sat we!IIIYes, there we sat: she cooed content,And bats ringed round, and daylight went;The gnarl, our seat, is wrenched and sunk,Prone... Poems - Post by : infinityrose - Author : Thomas Hardy - Read : 2338