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... Wish , the , 324 Cynic's Song , the , 217 Dante's Meeting with Casello in Purgatory , 25 Dear Isle of Albion , 362 Death - watch , the , 26 Lady's Reply , the , 324 Lament , a , of Judah , 45 Lament , a , 180 Lament , the , of the ...
... Wish , the , 324 Cynic's Song , the , 217 Dante's Meeting with Casello in Purgatory , 25 Dear Isle of Albion , 362 Death - watch , the , 26 Lady's Reply , the , 324 Lament , a , of Judah , 45 Lament , a , 180 Lament , the , of the ...
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... wish I had put on your respirator , and a green shade over my eyes , and cheated Harry Vane into the idea I was my sweet cousin . Suppose he had pro- posed to the respirator ! Would it have been a legal contract ? -could I have sued for ...
... wish I had put on your respirator , and a green shade over my eyes , and cheated Harry Vane into the idea I was my sweet cousin . Suppose he had pro- posed to the respirator ! Would it have been a legal contract ? -could I have sued for ...
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... wish you joy , fair cousin ; " and wish you joy , fair cousin ! " was echoed by the others . " What is this ? " cried Ella ; " Hannah has been talking of ghosts all night . " “ Oh , Ella ! she has played us all false ; she has been ...
... wish you joy , fair cousin ; " and wish you joy , fair cousin ! " was echoed by the others . " What is this ? " cried Ella ; " Hannah has been talking of ghosts all night . " “ Oh , Ella ! she has played us all false ; she has been ...
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... wishes circulate . " A happy new year to you , Mary , " said the young man to the pale girl , who had sat silently and unnoticed where he first placed her , until he came to lead her to supper . " I thank you , Sir , " she replied in a ...
... wishes circulate . " A happy new year to you , Mary , " said the young man to the pale girl , who had sat silently and unnoticed where he first placed her , until he came to lead her to supper . " I thank you , Sir , " she replied in a ...
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... wish you a happy new year , and many of them , my fair cousin ! " he said , grasp ing her hand with friendly warmth ... wishes . " Have you ever seen a glacier on a cold , bleak day , looking hard , frigid , and repelling ; and then ...
... wish you a happy new year , and many of them , my fair cousin ! " he said , grasp ing her hand with friendly warmth ... wishes . " Have you ever seen a glacier on a cold , bleak day , looking hard , frigid , and repelling ; and then ...
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Strona 118 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man...
Strona 254 - I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the May. He thought I was a ghost, mother, for I was all in white; And I ran by him without speaking, like a flash of light : They call me cruel-hearted, but I care not what they say, For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o
Strona 202 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or, mirrored in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem. As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span • Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Strona 190 - The Cypress and her spire; —Of flowers that with one scarlet gleam Cover a hundred leagues, and seem To set the hills on fire. The Youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Strona 137 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
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.
Strona 254 - I sleep so sound all night, mother, that I shall never wake, If you do not call me loud when the day begins to break; But I must gather knots of flowers, and buds and garlands gay, For I'm to be Queen o...
Strona 136 - I COME, I come ! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song ! Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose-stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves, opening as I pass.