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Beth Finds the Palace Beautiful
Beth Finds the Palace BeautifulThe big house did prove a Palace Beautiful, though it took some time for all to get in, and Beth found it very hard to pass the lions. Old Mr. Laurence was the…Gorges, Sir Ferdinando
(Encyclopedia) Gorges, Sir FerdinandoGorges, Sir Ferdinandogôrˈjĭz [key], c.1566–1647, English colonizer, proprietor of Maine. He was knighted (1591) for his services to Henry IV of France in the…Montana State University
(Encyclopedia) Montana State University, at Bozeman; land-grant; coeducational; chartered 1893. It is primarily a technical institution specializing in agriculture, engineering, and applied sciences…Amy Lowell: A Fairy Tale
A Fairy TaleOn winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before our eyes We saw the vaulted hall of traceried stone Uprear…Amy Lowell: A Fixed Idea
A Fixed IdeaWhat torture lurks within a single thought When grown too constant, and however kind, However welcome still, the weary mind Aches with its presence. Dull remembrance taught…Amy Lowell: A Winter Ride
A Winter RideWho shall declare the joy of the running! Who shall tell of the pleasures of flight! Springing and spurning the tufts of wild heather, Sweeping, wide-winged, through the blue…Amy Lowell: Apples of Hesperides
Apples of HesperidesGlinting golden through the trees, Apples of Hesperides! Through the moon-pierced warp of night Shoot pale shafts of yellow light, Swaying to the kissing breeze Swings…Amy Lowell: Azure and Gold
Azure and GoldApril had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the mountain beds.Across a deep-sunken stream The pink of…Amy Lowell: Before Dawn
Before DawnLife! Austere arbiter of each man's fate, By whom he learns that Nature's steadfast laws Are as decrees immutable; O pause Your even forward march! Not yet too late Teach me…Amy Lowell: Before the Altar
Before the AltarBefore the Altar, bowed, he stands With empty hands; Upon it perfumed offerings burn Wreathing with smoke the sacrificial urn. Not one of all these has he given, No flame of…