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... door . 5. " Who be ye that seek admission ? Who cometh for food and rest ? This night is a night above others To shelter a straying guest . " Deep out of the snowy silence A guttural answer broke : " I come from the great Three Rivers ...
... door . 5. " Who be ye that seek admission ? Who cometh for food and rest ? This night is a night above others To shelter a straying guest . " Deep out of the snowy silence A guttural answer broke : " I come from the great Three Rivers ...
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... door ? What did the Indian do when he entered ? What did he say he wanted ? What is meant by " a moon of days " ( 8 ) ? By " the speaking paper " ( 8 ) ? How did the lady receive the chief ? What happened when the lady , her children ...
... door ? What did the Indian do when he entered ? What did he say he wanted ? What is meant by " a moon of days " ( 8 ) ? By " the speaking paper " ( 8 ) ? How did the lady receive the chief ? What happened when the lady , her children ...
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... door ; For Jennie's mother was strange to fears , And Jennie was large for fifteen years ; With fun her eyes were glistening , Her hair was the hue of a blackbird's wing . And while the friends who knew her well The sweetness of her ...
... door ; For Jennie's mother was strange to fears , And Jennie was large for fifteen years ; With fun her eyes were glistening , Her hair was the hue of a blackbird's wing . And while the friends who knew her well The sweetness of her ...
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... door , There entered a dozen dragoons or more . Their red coats , stained by the muddy road , That they were British soldiers showed ; The captain his hostess bent to greet , Saying : " Madam , please give us a bit to eat ; We will pay ...
... door , There entered a dozen dragoons or more . Their red coats , stained by the muddy road , That they were British soldiers showed ; The captain his hostess bent to greet , Saying : " Madam , please give us a bit to eat ; We will pay ...
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... door : Ran out where the horses were left to feed , Unhitched and mounted the captain's steed , And down the hilly and rock - strewn way She urged the fiery horse of gray . Around her slender and cloakless form Pattered and moaned the ...
... door : Ran out where the horses were left to feed , Unhitched and mounted the captain's steed , And down the hilly and rock - strewn way She urged the fiery horse of gray . Around her slender and cloakless form Pattered and moaned the ...
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Strona 351 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Strona 270 - Where's Van Bummel, the schoolmaster?" "He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip...
Strona 269 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed.
Strona 353 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
Strona 270 - Tory, a Tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order, and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
Strona 266 - He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people...
Strona 158 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Strona 267 - A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut, indeed. "My very dog," sighed poor Rip, "has forgotten me!
Strona 205 - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
Strona 228 - Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat...