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... mind in a very extraordinary degree . Her sisters , robust and rosy , each with a train of ad- mirers , how happy they were ! and how she had envied them in their white robes and ivy wreaths , as they bounded in before their departure ...
... mind in a very extraordinary degree . Her sisters , robust and rosy , each with a train of ad- mirers , how happy they were ! and how she had envied them in their white robes and ivy wreaths , as they bounded in before their departure ...
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... mind . " I must not , will not yield to them . What is he to me or I to him now ? I'll descend ! " Slowly , and step by step , was the lady of Arlham Hall taking her way to join her guests when the words , " But where's Mary ? where's ...
... mind . " I must not , will not yield to them . What is he to me or I to him now ? I'll descend ! " Slowly , and step by step , was the lady of Arlham Hall taking her way to join her guests when the words , " But where's Mary ? where's ...
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... mind meddling in this matter . There , mon- sieur , is a little key " ( taking a small file from his pouch ) : " with this you can saw through the iron bars of the window . By our lady , it is not very convenient , " added he , looking ...
... mind meddling in this matter . There , mon- sieur , is a little key " ( taking a small file from his pouch ) : " with this you can saw through the iron bars of the window . By our lady , it is not very convenient , " added he , looking ...
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... mind as feebleness of body - a deficiency rather of his vital than his intellectual powers . The little that he could utter connectedly had oftentimes a deep meaning ; but he was soon exhausted ; and even after he had left off speaking ...
... mind as feebleness of body - a deficiency rather of his vital than his intellectual powers . The little that he could utter connectedly had oftentimes a deep meaning ; but he was soon exhausted ; and even after he had left off speaking ...
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... Mind against Matter ! " The history of genius is not , however , always written in tears , but has its bright as well as its dark side . Where it is not so we may lament over the shadow that has fallen upon its great- ness , but we must ...
... Mind against Matter ! " The history of genius is not , however , always written in tears , but has its bright as well as its dark side . Where it is not so we may lament over the shadow that has fallen upon its great- ness , but we must ...
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Strona 190 - Her father took another mate ; And Ruth, not seven years old, A slighted child, at her own will Went wandering over dale and hill, In thoughtless freedom, bold.
Strona 190 - He was a lovely youth ! I guess The panther in the wilderness Was not so fair as he ; And, when he chose to sport and play, No dolphin ever was so gay Upon the tropic sea.
Strona 18 - The latter part of his life cannot be remembered but with pity and sadness. He languished some years under that depression of mind which enchains the faculties without destroying them, and leaves reason the knowledge of right without the power of pursuing it.
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