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The Giaour by Lord Byron 2015.03.18해당카페글 미리보기
Tis twilight - sure his train is nigh.' She could not rest in the garden-bower, But gazed through the grate of his steepest tower: 'Why comes he not? his steeds are fleet, Nor shrink they from the summer heat; Why sends not the...
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Endymion, by John Keats 2016.11.26해당카페글 미리보기
Through wilderness, and woods of mossed oaks;50 Counting his woe-worn minutes, by the strokes Of the lone woodcutter; and listening still, Hour after hour, to each lush-leav'd rill. Now he is sitting by a shady spring, And elbow-deep...
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Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie 2015.03.18해당카페글 미리보기
the twilight Deepened and darkened around; and in haste the refluent ocean Fled away from the shore, and left the line of the sand-beach Covered with waifs of the tide, with kelp and the slippery sea-weed. Farther back in the midst of...
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Mosses from an Old Manse and Other Stories, by Nathaniel Hawthorne 2016.12.01해당카페글 미리보기
morning twilight Aylmer opened his eyes upon his wife's face and recognized the symbol of imperfection; and when they sat together at the evening hearth his eyes wandered stealthily to her cheek, and beheld, flickering with the blaze of...
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Nature, by Ralph Waldo Emerson 2016.11.03해당카페글 미리보기
at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his...
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Mother, by Maksim Gorky 2016.11.20해당카페글 미리보기
morning twilight they walked through the narrow, unpaved street to the tall stone cage that waited for them with cold assurance, illumining their muddy road with scores of greasy, yellow, square eyes. The mud plashed under their feet as...
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The Portrait of a Lady, Volume 2 (of 2), by Henry James 2016.11.12해당카페글 미리보기
a wilderness of yellow upholstery. The chairs and sofas were orange; the walls and windows were draped in purple and gilt. The mirrors, the pictures had great flamboyant frames; the ceiling was deeply vaulted and painted over with naked...
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The New Land, by Elma Ehrlich Levinger 2016.10.29해당카페글 미리보기
April twilight. In the harbor he could see the dim outlines of the 'St. Catarina,' which had in truth brought the Jewish wanderers to a home in New Amsterdam. But Samuel was not thinking of the wanderers who, after their months of weary...
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Twelve Types of author, & Varied Types, by G.K. Chesterton 2016.11.02해당카페글 미리보기
the wilderness of bricks and mortar, earning mean wages, professing a mean religion, wearing a mean attire, thousands of women who have never found any expression for their exaltation or their tragedy but to go on working harder and yet...
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The Unknown Masterpiece, by Honore De Balzac 2016.09.11해당카페글 미리보기
sombre twilight of the staircase. One of Rembrandt's portraits might have stepped down from its frame to walk in an appropriate atmosphere of gloom, such as the great painter loved. The older man gave the younger a shrewd glance, and...