The International Library of Famous Literature: Selections from the World's Great Writers, Ancient, Mediaeval, and Modern, with Biographical and Explanatory Notes and with Introductions, Volumen14Merrill and Baker, 1898 - 9822 páginas |
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Página 6345
... dead silence . -I said calmly , I shall henceforth consider any interruption by a pun as a hint to change my boarding house . Do not plead my example . If I have used any such , it has been only as a Spartan father would show up a ...
... dead silence . -I said calmly , I shall henceforth consider any interruption by a pun as a hint to change my boarding house . Do not plead my example . If I have used any such , it has been only as a Spartan father would show up a ...
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... dead . Do you take sugar ? Mr. Maybold was at this instant seen coming up the path . " There ! That's he coming ! How I wish you were not here ! that is , how awkward- dear , dear ! " she exclaimed , with a quick ascent of blood to her ...
... dead . Do you take sugar ? Mr. Maybold was at this instant seen coming up the path . " There ! That's he coming ! How I wish you were not here ! that is , how awkward- dear , dear ! " she exclaimed , with a quick ascent of blood to her ...
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... dead weight upon her hands , she did not care to excite inquiries by trying to dispose of her elsewhere . When Gerty first found herself locked up for the night in the dark garret ( Gerty hated and feared the dark FROM " THE LAMPLIGHTER ...
... dead weight upon her hands , she did not care to excite inquiries by trying to dispose of her elsewhere . When Gerty first found herself locked up for the night in the dark garret ( Gerty hated and feared the dark FROM " THE LAMPLIGHTER ...
Página 6414
... no death ! An angel form Walks o'er the earth with silent tread ; He bears our best loved things away ; And then we call them " dead . " HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY MISSTTOO . 6414 THERE IS NO DEATH . Lord Lytton.
... no death ! An angel form Walks o'er the earth with silent tread ; He bears our best loved things away ; And then we call them " dead . " HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY MISSTTOO . 6414 THERE IS NO DEATH . Lord Lytton.
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... dead . THE OLD STREET LAMP . BY HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN . [ HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN , Danish story - teller , was born in Odense , April 2 , 1805. Of so poor a family that he had to go out begging , he was intended for a tailor , but ...
... dead . THE OLD STREET LAMP . BY HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN . [ HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN , Danish story - teller , was born in Odense , April 2 , 1805. Of so poor a family that he had to go out begging , he was intended for a tailor , but ...
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Alan Alice Aram asked better called Charles cried dark dead dear death Dick door Dormouse dress English Eugene Aram eyes face Fancy father fear Feathertop feel felt frog Gerty give gone Griffith hand HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN head heard heart honor Houseman JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL John Canoe knew Lady Lamp light lived London looked Lord Lord Steyne Madge March Hare Marmion matter mind morning Mother Rigby murder never night officer once passed perhaps pilot pipe poor PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR Rawdon replied round roundhouse Ruth scarecrow seemed seen Shinar ship side smile smoke speak stood street talk tell thee thing THOMAS DE QUINCEY THOMAS HOOD thou thought took Trevallack turned voice walked watch wish woman words YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young
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Página 6724 - From that chamber, clothed in white, The bride came forth on' her wedding night ; There, in that silent room below, The dead lay in his shroud of snow ; And in the hush that followed the prayer, Was heard the old clock on the stair, — ' ' Forever — never ! Never — forever...
Página 6616 - And if thou said'st I am not peer To any lord in Scotland here, Lowland or Highland, far or near, Lord Angus, thou hast lied!
Página 6669 - Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...
Página 6812 - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
Página 6553 - ... man about always betting on anything that turned up you ever see, if he could get anybody to bet on the other side; and if he couldn't he'd change sides. Any way that suited the other man would suit him — any way just so's he got a bet, he was satisfied. But still he was lucky, uncommon lucky; he most always come out winner. He was always ready and laying for a chance; there couldn't be no solit'ry thing mentioned but that feller'd offer to bet on it, and take ary side you please, as I was...
Página 6810 - A light broke in upon my brain,— It was the carol of a bird ; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes...
Página 6806 - With tears for naught but others' ills; And then they flowed like mountain rills, Unless he could assuage the woe Which he abhorred to view below. v The other was as pure of mind, But formed to combat with his kind; Strong in his frame, and of a mood Which 'gainst the world in war had stood, And perished in the foremost rank With joy; but not in chains to pine.
Página 6807 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay, We heard it ripple night and day; Sounding o'er our heads it knock'd; And I have felt the winter's spray Wash through the bars when winds were high...
Página 6626 - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow A ministering angel thou...
Página 6473 - Kneel undisturbed, fair saint ! Pour out your praise or plaint Meekly and duly ; I will not enter there, To sully your pure prayer With thoughts unruly. But suffer me to pace Round the forbidden place, Lingering a minute Like outcast spirits who wait And see through Heaven's gate Angels within it.