Overland Monthly and The Out West Magazine, Volumen85

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Overland Monthly and Out West Magazine, 1927
 

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Página 254 - If not owned by a corporation, the names and addresses of the individual owners must be given. If owned by a firm, company, or other unincorporated concern, its name and address, as well as those of each individual member, must be given.) The State Bar Association of Connecticut.
Página 254 - State and county aforesaid, personally appeared Beatrice S. Hickey, who, having been duly sworn according to law, deposes and says that she Is the acting manager of EDUCATION, and that the following...
Página 276 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last— far off— at last, to all, And every winter change to spring. So runs my dream ; but what am I ? An infant crying in the night ; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
Página 232 - Black Vulture ALOOF upon the day's immeasured dome, He holds unshared the silence of the sky. Far down his bleak, relentless eyes descry The eagle's empire and the falcon's home — Far down, the galleons of sunset roam; His hazards on the sea of morning lie; Serene, he hears the broken tempest sigh Where cold sierras gleam like scattered foam. And least of all...
Página 264 - Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the -world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death.
Página 254 - ... as so stated by him. 5. That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication sold or distributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers during the six months...
Página 29 - Sans check, to good and bad: but when the planets In evil mixture to disorder wander, What plagues, and what portents, what mutiny, What raging of the sea. shaking of earth, Commotion in the winds, frights, changes, horrors, Divert and crack, rend and deracinate The unity and married calm of states Quite from their fixture!
Página 81 - IN Heaven a spirit doth dwell Whose heart-strings are a lute; None sing so wildly well As the angel Israfel; And the giddy stars (so legends tell), Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell Of his voice, all mute. Tottering above In her highest noon, The enamoured moon Blushes with love, 1 And the angel Israfel, whose heart-strings are a lute, and who has the sweetest voice of all God's creatures.
Página 269 - Time takes them home that we loved, fair names and famous, To the soft long sleep, to the broad sweet bosom of death ; But the flower of their souls he shall take not away to shame us, Nor the lips lack song for ever that now lack breath. For with us shall the music and perfume that die not dwell, Though the dead to our dead bid welcome, and we farewell.
Página 188 - This world is the best that we live in, To lend, or to spend, or to give in ; But to beg, or to borrow, or get a man's own, 'Tis the very worst world, sir, that ever was known.

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