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Updated: May 24, 2025


A good night's sleep and a swim in the St. Louis river banished all trace of toil. I left Fond-du-Lac early in the afternoon, and, descending by a small steamer the many-winding St. Louis River, soon came in sight of the town of Duluth. The heat had become excessive; the Bay of St.

A second's palpitating silence; a woman's hysterical laugh and a deep-mouthed bellow rent the expectant air: shouts, screams, hat-tossings, back-clappings blending in a din that made the many-winding waters of the Silver Lea quiver and quiver again. Owd Bob o' Kenmuir had won the Shepherds' Trophy outright. Maggie's face flushed a scarlet hue.

Therefore he spurred his willing horse against the hill, and up the many-winding ruggedness of road, hoping, at every turn, to descry in the distance the vehicle carrying that very plaguesome box. But Sir Duncan's eyes though as keen as an eagle's while young had now seen too much of the sun to make out that gray atom gliding in the sunset haze.

The windows looked down on a lovely champaign, through which the many-winding Forth span its silver network, until, vanishing in the distance, a white sparkle here and there only showed whither the river wandered. In the distance, the blue mountains rose like clouds, marking the horizon.

It seems to float ever, forever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses." As the symphony best expresses the suggestive potency in music, the operatic form incarnates its capacity of definite thought, and the expression of that thought. The term "lyric," as applied to the genuine operatic conception, is a misnomer.

Though my hands were tied my throat was free, and I sent forth such a scream of woe that the many-winding vale of Lynn, with all its wild waters could not drown, nor with all its dumb foliage smother it; and the long wail rang from crag to crag, as the wrongs of men echo unto the ears of God. "Valiant damsel, what a voice thou hast! Again, and again let it strike the skies.

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