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... face as smooth as the best plate - glass , and the silent slide of nightfall . Alice Lorraine had permitted herself , not quite to lose her temper , but still to get a little worried by her grandmother's exhortations . Of all living ...
... face as smooth as the best plate - glass , and the silent slide of nightfall . Alice Lorraine had permitted herself , not quite to lose her temper , but still to get a little worried by her grandmother's exhortations . Of all living ...
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... face on her terror . " Who am I ? " said Hilary , trying to get up a sprightly laugh . " Well , I think you must have seen me once or twice in the course of your long life , Miss Lor- raine . " “ Oh , Hilary , Hilary , Hilary ! ” She ...
... face on her terror . " Who am I ? " said Hilary , trying to get up a sprightly laugh . " Well , I think you must have seen me once or twice in the course of your long life , Miss Lor- raine . " “ Oh , Hilary , Hilary , Hilary ! ” She ...
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... face . Angelica started rapidly forward . " This light is excellent , " she exclaimed ; " Yes , this is Miss Kauffmann , ” said " I never saw it so arranged before . " Lady W. " You have found her out at She also looked with reverence ...
... face . Angelica started rapidly forward . " This light is excellent , " she exclaimed ; " Yes , this is Miss Kauffmann , ” said " I never saw it so arranged before . " Lady W. " You have found her out at She also looked with reverence ...
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... people always forgave her when she looked them in the face . " I can only speak from my own expe- rience , " said Mr. Reynolds , smiling . " I may be wrong . " Lady Diana saw it all . She said to rectness MISS ANGEL . 35.
... people always forgave her when she looked them in the face . " I can only speak from my own expe- rience , " said Mr. Reynolds , smiling . " I may be wrong . " Lady Diana saw it all . She said to rectness MISS ANGEL . 35.
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... face which had not yet appeared . In a stage - box sat the shabby and noble figure of a man , with a seamed and benevolent countenance , and by his side an intelligent little ferrety person , peep- ing forward to get a better view of ...
... face which had not yet appeared . In a stage - box sat the shabby and noble figure of a man , with a seamed and benevolent countenance , and by his side an intelligent little ferrety person , peep- ing forward to get a better view of ...
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Strona 318 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine: But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Strona 318 - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labor and intent study, which I take to be my portion in this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Strona 189 - Other Worlds than Ours ; The Plurality of Worlds Studied under the Light of Recent Scientific Researches.
Strona 127 - Ilias, the other in his Odysseis : then Virgil, whose like intention was to doe in the person of...
Strona 282 - tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure: — But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there.
Strona 263 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Strona 319 - It is more probable therefore, that not the endless delight of speculation, but this very consideration of that, great commandment does not press forward, as soon as many do, to undergo, but keeps off with a sacred reverence and religious advisement how best to undergo; not taking thought of being late, so it give advantage to be more fit...
Strona 192 - For thus saith the Lord that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the Lord; and there is none else.
Strona 319 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Strona 556 - The glaciers creep Like snakes that watch their prey, from their far fountains, Slow rolling on; there, many a precipice, Frost and the Sun in scorn of mortal power Have piled: dome, pyramid, and pinnacle, A city of death, distinct with many a tower And wall impregnable of beaming ice. Yet not a city, but a flood of ruin Is there, that from the boundaries of the sky Rolls its perpetual stream...