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... arms ! In all the sad years that have followed , that child's first sorrow has never faded from my thoughts . How altered he is ; but for his eyes I should scarcely know him . A mus- tache does change a man . I too am changed . I am ...
... arms ! In all the sad years that have followed , that child's first sorrow has never faded from my thoughts . How altered he is ; but for his eyes I should scarcely know him . A mus- tache does change a man . I too am changed . I am ...
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... arms she cries Actress . Come here ! Man . A mother calls her little daughter , who has done something to vex her . Actress . Come here ! Man . And now it is her step - child . Actress . Come here ! Man . A carriage is dashing by , the ...
... arms she cries Actress . Come here ! Man . A mother calls her little daughter , who has done something to vex her . Actress . Come here ! Man . And now it is her step - child . Actress . Come here ! Man . A carriage is dashing by , the ...
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... arms , she now observes his servant , and as with every one she would divide her joy she calls to him— Actress . Come here ! Man . The feelings of a mother in all her joys and tribulation , you have most perfectly sustained . Now show ...
... arms , she now observes his servant , and as with every one she would divide her joy she calls to him— Actress . Come here ! Man . The feelings of a mother in all her joys and tribulation , you have most perfectly sustained . Now show ...
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... arms at the bare thought of my hacking at the precious cotton ! She always goes on the principle that the poor are thin , just to save cloth . Mrs. F. Flint Skinner ( arising from the presidential chair ) . Silence , ladies . Miss ...
... arms at the bare thought of my hacking at the precious cotton ! She always goes on the principle that the poor are thin , just to save cloth . Mrs. F. Flint Skinner ( arising from the presidential chair ) . Silence , ladies . Miss ...
Page 135
... arms . Uncle Micajah was pulled up with a rope to the deck , a long , dripping object . ) Uncle M. Providential I thought of put- ting on that life - preserver . ( Standing in a pool of water on the deck . ) I been a costly kind of trip ...
... arms . Uncle Micajah was pulled up with a rope to the deck , a long , dripping object . ) Uncle M. Providential I thought of put- ting on that life - preserver . ( Standing in a pool of water on the deck . ) I been a costly kind of trip ...
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Page 173 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and wringing, Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting Around and around With endless rebound: Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
Page 192 - My plans That soar, to earth may fall. Let once my army-leader Lannes Waver at yonder wall " — Out 'twixt the battery-smokes there flew A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping ; nor bridle drew Until he reached the mound.
Page 176 - All at once and all o'er, with a mighty uproar, And this way the water comes down at Lodore.
Page 150 - Of lonely folk cut off unseen, And hid in sudden graves; Of horrid stabs in groves forlorn, And murders done in caves; And how the sprites of injured men Shriek upward from the sod...
Page 175 - And falling and brawling and sprawling, And driving and riving and striving, And sprinkling and twinkling and wrinkling, And sounding...
Page 151 - One that had never done me wrong, A feeble man and old: I led him to a lonely field; The moon shone clear and cold: Now here, said I, this man shall die, And I will have his gold!
Page 177 - There are gains for all our losses, There are balms for all our pain ; But when youth, the dream, departs, It takes something from our hearts, And it never comes again.
Page 154 - And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful Boy look'd up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.
Page 149 - Then leaping on his feet upright, Some moody turns he took, — Now up the mead, then down the mead, And past a shady nook, — And, lo! he saw a little boy That pored upon a book.
Page 174 - And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and quaking, And pouring and roaring, And waving and raving...