Blackwood's Magazine, Tom 81W. Blackwood., 1857 |
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... face is already rather grave sometimes , and who al- ways wants to run up - stairs to save mamma's legs , which get so tired of an evening . Then there are four other blond heads - two boys and two girls , gradually decreasing in size ...
... face is already rather grave sometimes , and who al- ways wants to run up - stairs to save mamma's legs , which get so tired of an evening . Then there are four other blond heads - two boys and two girls , gradually decreasing in size ...
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... faces on which his eye had to rest , watching whether there was any stirring under the stagnant surface . Right in ... face , the most notorious rebel in the workhouse , said to have once thrown her broth over the master's coat - tails ...
... faces on which his eye had to rest , watching whether there was any stirring under the stagnant surface . Right in ... face , the most notorious rebel in the workhouse , said to have once thrown her broth over the master's coat - tails ...
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... faces ! ' twas as if you had stirred up hell To heave its lowest dreg - fiends uppermost In fiery swirls of slime ... face I saw ? -his - Romney Leigh's- Which tossed a sudden horror like a sponge Into all eyes , -while himself stood ...
... faces ! ' twas as if you had stirred up hell To heave its lowest dreg - fiends uppermost In fiery swirls of slime ... face I saw ? -his - Romney Leigh's- Which tossed a sudden horror like a sponge Into all eyes , -while himself stood ...
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... face- I dare not , though I guess the name he loves ; I'm learned with my studies of old days , Remembering how he crush'd his under - lip When some one came and spoke , or did not come : Aurora , I could touch her with my hand , And ...
... face- I dare not , though I guess the name he loves ; I'm learned with my studies of old days , Remembering how he crush'd his under - lip When some one came and spoke , or did not come : Aurora , I could touch her with my hand , And ...
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... faces toward your jungle . There were three ; a spacious lady five feet ten , and fat , who has the devil in her ... Face no more , voice no more , love no more ! wiped wholly out and slate - ay , spit on , and so wiped out like some ...
... faces toward your jungle . There were three ; a spacious lady five feet ten , and fat , who has the devil in her ... Face no more , voice no more , love no more ! wiped wholly out and slate - ay , spit on , and so wiped out like some ...
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