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... NIGHT . Richard O'Gorman 321 . Lewis Wallace 327 66 66 331 335 66 .John G. Whittier 338 86. How CERTAIN PLANTS CAPTURE INSECTS . 87. THE MASSACRE OF CAWNPORE . 88. AN ICEBERG .. . Asa Gray 341 .Justin McCarthy 344 . Louis L. Noble 348 ...
... NIGHT . Richard O'Gorman 321 . Lewis Wallace 327 66 66 331 335 66 .John G. Whittier 338 86. How CERTAIN PLANTS CAPTURE INSECTS . 87. THE MASSACRE OF CAWNPORE . 88. AN ICEBERG .. . Asa Gray 341 .Justin McCarthy 344 . Louis L. Noble 348 ...
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... , reverence , etc .; as , I would not spend another such a night , Though ' twere to buy a world of happy days , — So full of dismal terror was the time ! 3. Quick Time is used to express sudden fear , xviii INTRODUCTION .
... , reverence , etc .; as , I would not spend another such a night , Though ' twere to buy a world of happy days , — So full of dismal terror was the time ! 3. Quick Time is used to express sudden fear , xviii INTRODUCTION .
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... night ? " " Yes , sir ; over there in that - that - dormitory , I think the prefect said it was . He showed me my bed a little while ago . " " Very well ; now you're a newcomer , and don't know the customs of this place . So I want to ...
... night ? " " Yes , sir ; over there in that - that - dormitory , I think the prefect said it was . He showed me my bed a little while ago . " " Very well ; now you're a newcomer , and don't know the customs of this place . So I want to ...
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... night they arrive . " " But , dear me ! " exclaimed Percy , " isn't it a funny custom ? 99 " Well , it is funny , " Richards assented , " but it's got to be done all the same . " " Very well , then ; I suppose I must do it . " " Now ...
... night they arrive . " " But , dear me ! " exclaimed Percy , " isn't it a funny custom ? 99 " Well , it is funny , " Richards assented , " but it's got to be done all the same . " " Very well , then ; I suppose I must do it . " " Now ...
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... night mamma used to read to us , Tom - such splendid stories , and sometimes beautiful poems , too . Did you ever hear the story of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp ? " " I believe not , " said Tom modestly . " Or Ali Baba and the Forty ...
... night mamma used to read to us , Tom - such splendid stories , and sometimes beautiful poems , too . Did you ever hear the story of Aladdin and the Wonderful Lamp ? " " I believe not , " said Tom modestly . " Or Ali Baba and the Forty ...
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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...