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... better than his master , yet it now began to share his weari- ness and hunger ; and when the tenth day of his wanderings was over , both sunk down together , in a state of such weakness , that any one who had witnessed it would have ...
... better than his master , yet it now began to share his weari- ness and hunger ; and when the tenth day of his wanderings was over , both sunk down together , in a state of such weakness , that any one who had witnessed it would have ...
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... better hopes : but " woe is me ! " she answered with pro- phetic truth , " for me and my blood do they labour to destroy . " Of the citizens of London , some rushed to their arms , and some , more quietly awaited the arrival of the duke ...
... better hopes : but " woe is me ! " she answered with pro- phetic truth , " for me and my blood do they labour to destroy . " Of the citizens of London , some rushed to their arms , and some , more quietly awaited the arrival of the duke ...
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... better playfellows than he : as though princes could play only with their peers , and children with their kin , with whom , for the most part , they agree much worse than strangers . Excuse me , my good Cardinal , and you my good I am ...
... better playfellows than he : as though princes could play only with their peers , and children with their kin , with whom , for the most part , they agree much worse than strangers . Excuse me , my good Cardinal , and you my good I am ...
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... better , she imagined , to engage them by her willing trust in their loyalty , than to yield upon compulsion . She raised her head , took the young child by the hand , and led him to the lords : " I am not , " said she , so unwise , as ...
... better , she imagined , to engage them by her willing trust in their loyalty , than to yield upon compulsion . She raised her head , took the young child by the hand , and led him to the lords : " I am not , " said she , so unwise , as ...
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... better success , and the young gentleman was com- pelled to put up with his loss . A few days afterwards , a party of the officers set out for the opposite side of the island , on a sporting excursion , to shoot wild goats , and to ...
... better success , and the young gentleman was com- pelled to put up with his loss . A few days afterwards , a party of the officers set out for the opposite side of the island , on a sporting excursion , to shoot wild goats , and to ...
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Página 52 - Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly, Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by: With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew, — Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue; Thinking only of her crested head— poor foolish thing! At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He...
Página 51 - Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing ; Your robes are green and purple — there's a crest upon your head ; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead...
Página 53 - At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den Within his little parlor — but she ne'er came out again! And now, dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed; Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye, And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.
Página 51 - Sweet creature," said the spider, "You're witty and you're wise; How handsome are your gauzy wings, How brilliant are your eyes. I have a little looking-glass Upon my parlor shelf; If you'll step in one moment, dear, You shall behold yourself." "I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "For what you're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning, now, I'll call another day.
Página 50 - I do To prove the warm affection I've always felt for you? I have, within my pantry, Good store of all that's nice; I'm sure you're very welcome — Will you please to take a slice?" "O no, no," said the little fly, "Kind sir, that cannot be; I've heard what's in your pantry, And I do not wish to see.
Página 162 - I am lodged in a house that affords me conveniences and comforts which even a king could not command some centuries ago. There are ships crossing the seas in every direction, to bring what is useful to me from all parts of the earth.
Página 51 - said the Spider, ' you're witty and you're wise ; How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes ! I have a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf, If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.' ' I thank you, gentle sir,' she said, ' for what you're pleased to say, And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day.
Página 29 - And has he left his birds and flowers; And must I call in vain? And through the long, long summer hours, Will he not come again? " And by the brook and in the glade Are all our wanderings o'er? Oh ! while my brother with me play'd, Would I had loved him more !
Página 49 - Oh, no, no," said the little fly, " to ask me is in vain, For who goes up your winding stair, can ne'er come down again.