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... Mother and Poet .... 127. Mother's Portrait , A. 128. Mouse Trap , The ( A Farce ) . # 129 . Mr. Beecher and the Waifs .. 130. Mrs. Pickett's Missionary Box . 131. Mr. Winkle Puts on Skates .... * 132 . Murder of Thomas à Becket ...
... Mother and Poet .... 127. Mother's Portrait , A. 128. Mouse Trap , The ( A Farce ) . # 129 . Mr. Beecher and the Waifs .. 130. Mrs. Pickett's Missionary Box . 131. Mr. Winkle Puts on Skates .... * 132 . Murder of Thomas à Becket ...
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... love ! “ Give me three grains of corn , mother , Only three grains of corn , " Twill keep the little life I have Till the coming of the morn . " Perhaps you think Aristarchus had his favorite dinner after that 14 BEST SELECTIONS.
... love ! “ Give me three grains of corn , mother , Only three grains of corn , " Twill keep the little life I have Till the coming of the morn . " Perhaps you think Aristarchus had his favorite dinner after that 14 BEST SELECTIONS.
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... mother so ; remember who you are . " And in slow , sepulchral tones that make my flesh creep , he replies : " I am thy Father's spirit ; Doomed for a certain term to walk the night ; And , for the day , confined to fast in fires , Till ...
... mother so ; remember who you are . " And in slow , sepulchral tones that make my flesh creep , he replies : " I am thy Father's spirit ; Doomed for a certain term to walk the night ; And , for the day , confined to fast in fires , Till ...
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... darling's sunny locks . I lifted him up to see mother , and he kissed his little hand , Then sat like a mouse in the corner , and thought it was fairyland . But somehow I fell a - thinking of a scene 22 BEST SELECTIONS.
... darling's sunny locks . I lifted him up to see mother , and he kissed his little hand , Then sat like a mouse in the corner , and thought it was fairyland . But somehow I fell a - thinking of a scene 22 BEST SELECTIONS.
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... mother , might have died by my GEORGE R. SIMS . hand that day . THE NEW YEAR ; OR , WHICH WAY ? GAIN you stand at the parting of the ways , and again you must choose which road you will take . You cannot stay where you are ; nothing ...
... mother , might have died by my GEORGE R. SIMS . hand that day . THE NEW YEAR ; OR , WHICH WAY ? GAIN you stand at the parting of the ways , and again you must choose which road you will take . You cannot stay where you are ; nothing ...
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Best Things from Best Authors: Comprising Number 1- of Shoemaker's ..., Volumen5 Vista completa - 1895 |
Términos y frases comunes
ALICE CARY Aristarchus arms Aunt Balaam beautiful Becket bless blue brave breath CHARLES DICKENS child corn Costello Craffud cried dark David David Copperfield dead dear death Desaix door Edmund Andros Euphemia eyes face father feet fire flowers girl glory gray Griffith hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills Humorous Isam JOAQUIN MILLER John of Salisbury King King Tee kiss knew lady land light lips live look Lord Mark Twain Middlerib morning mother never night o'er Orlando PHOEBE CARY pockets poor pray prayer rest Rosalind round side sleep smile Somers song soul stand star stood sweet tears tell thee thing THOMAS À BECKET thou thought Trotwood turned Twas voice wife wild Wildgrave Winkle woman words
Pasajes populares
Página 34 - UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge, and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Página 6 - Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Página 67 - I shall see him, but not now: I shall behold him, but not nigh: there shall come a Star out of Jacob; and a Sceptre shall rise out of Israel, and shall smite the corners of Moab, and destroy all the children of Sheth.
Página 6 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die.
Página 36 - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer.
Página 16 - Lord God of Abraham, Isaac, and of Israel, let it be known this day that thou art God in Israel, and that I am thy servant, and that I have done all these things at thy word. Hear me, O Lord, hear me, that this people may know that thou art the Lord God, and that thou hast turned their heart back again.
Página 4 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
Página 185 - There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me— That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine...
Página 183 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly , both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Página 14 - And Elijah came unto all the people, and said, How long halt ye between two opinions? if the Lord be God, follow him: but if Baal, then follow him.