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... soon as possible . Our ex- the corn . The mercury fell the lowest on Thurs- perience with white cows is also unfavorable to their day morning , the 26th ; in some localities it was profitableness . But these were not the blood stock ...
... soon as possible . Our ex- the corn . The mercury fell the lowest on Thurs- perience with white cows is also unfavorable to their day morning , the 26th ; in some localities it was profitableness . But these were not the blood stock ...
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... soon be- of the Delaware from the opinion of Mr. A. comes hard enough to require something like the Thomson , of Delaware , Ohio , thus : " That it was iron jaws and double teeth of a full blooded hard an accidental seedling , as it is ...
... soon be- of the Delaware from the opinion of Mr. A. comes hard enough to require something like the Thomson , of Delaware , Ohio , thus : " That it was iron jaws and double teeth of a full blooded hard an accidental seedling , as it is ...
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... soon shall be A crowning gem in victory . LOIS . IMITATION OF BLACK WALNUT . - Some imita- tion of wood , by stains and by paint , are as hand- some as the originals , and cost much less . The Scientific American tells how pine may be ...
... soon shall be A crowning gem in victory . LOIS . IMITATION OF BLACK WALNUT . - Some imita- tion of wood , by stains and by paint , are as hand- some as the originals , and cost much less . The Scientific American tells how pine may be ...
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... soon as they were of sufficient size . The past season we planted it with beans , peas , corn , etc. , none of which were worth any thing . They would not grow . Potatoes grew about four inch- es high , and produced nothing . The past ...
... soon as they were of sufficient size . The past season we planted it with beans , peas , corn , etc. , none of which were worth any thing . They would not grow . Potatoes grew about four inch- es high , and produced nothing . The past ...
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... soon as we can command time . We are wading through a bigger pile of let- ters than ever before blessed the table of the Ohio Cultivator . But let us gently hint - we are not done taking yet . Our Donation Party , which opened at ...
... soon as we can command time . We are wading through a bigger pile of let- ters than ever before blessed the table of the Ohio Cultivator . But let us gently hint - we are not done taking yet . Our Donation Party , which opened at ...
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Seite 189 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Seite 189 - March-wind sighs He sets the jewel-print of your feet In violets blue as your eyes, To the woody hollows in which we meet And the valleys of Paradise.
Seite 189 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake, As the pimpernel dozed on the lea; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Seite 316 - Ah ! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. What the leaves are to the forest, With light and air for food, Ere their sweet and tender juices Have been hardened into wood, — That to the world are children; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below.
Seite 189 - 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.
Seite 288 - All the rest of them shirk the work of resisting gravity; the oak alone defies it. It chooses the horizontal direction for its limbs, so that their whole weight may tell, — and then stretches them out fifty or sixty feet, so that the strain may be mighty enough to be worth resisting.
Seite 269 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sun-burnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Seite 189 - She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Seite 250 - Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof : thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it.
Seite 223 - ... round wildly, butting each other and everything in their way, and end in a general stampede for underground retreats from the region poisoned by sunshine. Next year you will find the grass growing tall and green where the stone lay; the ground-bird builds her nest where the beetle had his hole; the dandelion and the buttercup are growing there, and the broad fans of insectangels open and shut over their golden disks, as the rhythmic waves of blissful consciousness pulsate through their glorified...