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... looks , he concluded every moment that he should be killed on the spot . Some hope , however , mingled with his despair ; he believed that the noise made by the savages would have alarmed the household , which , owing to the late fête ...
... looks , he concluded every moment that he should be killed on the spot . Some hope , however , mingled with his despair ; he believed that the noise made by the savages would have alarmed the household , which , owing to the late fête ...
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... look . He bribed two ruffians forth to ride , And slay them in some lonely wood : " A trip to London town , " he cried , " Will do their pining spirits good ! " VII . And forth , before these murderers twain , With pure good - will and ...
... look . He bribed two ruffians forth to ride , And slay them in some lonely wood : " A trip to London town , " he cried , " Will do their pining spirits good ! " VII . And forth , before these murderers twain , With pure good - will and ...
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... looks , their eyes , too , filled with tears . Neither father nor mother saw any prospect of good from Rosalie's project ; and yet , when she ran and fetched her treasure , and spread out its beauties before them , Rosalie's scheme did ...
... looks , their eyes , too , filled with tears . Neither father nor mother saw any prospect of good from Rosalie's project ; and yet , when she ran and fetched her treasure , and spread out its beauties before them , Rosalie's scheme did ...
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... look at a flower by the way - side , -and two or three times , to take out , and open her herbier , that she might be more and more certain its contents were really as beautiful as she fancied them to be . It was market - day at Valence ...
... look at a flower by the way - side , -and two or three times , to take out , and open her herbier , that she might be more and more certain its contents were really as beautiful as she fancied them to be . It was market - day at Valence ...
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... looks , that passed among them . But there was something beyond this , the inward contentment which follows the happy accomplish- ment of a virtuous resolution , —and this , Rosalie felt . I have nothing to add to my story , more than ...
... looks , that passed among them . But there was something beyond this , the inward contentment which follows the happy accomplish- ment of a virtuous resolution , —and this , Rosalie felt . I have nothing to add to my story , more than ...
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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.