Gleanings from popular authors, grave and gay, Том 11882 |
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... dead . I have both . and compassionate lis myself and to cous de and that , I hope , I may have done imperfectly let what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is , that the end will absolutely come . I hold her hand in mine . I hold her ...
... dead . I have both . and compassionate lis myself and to cous de and that , I hope , I may have done imperfectly let what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is , that the end will absolutely come . I hold her hand in mine . I hold her ...
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... dead . " Oh , Agnes ! Look , look , here ! " -That face , so full of pity , and of grief , that rain of tears , that awful mute appeal to me , that solemn hand upraised towards heaven ! " Agnes ! " It is over . Darkness comes before my ...
... dead . " Oh , Agnes ! Look , look , here ! " -That face , so full of pity , and of grief , that rain of tears , that awful mute appeal to me , that solemn hand upraised towards heaven ! " Agnes ! " It is over . Darkness comes before my ...
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... dead . I have bethought me of all that gracious and compassionate history . I have tried to resign myself and to console myself ; and that , I hope , I may have done imperfectly ; but what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is , that the ...
... dead . I have bethought me of all that gracious and compassionate history . I have tried to resign myself and to console myself ; and that , I hope , I may have done imperfectly ; but what I cannot firmly settle in my mind is , that the ...
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... dead . " Oh , Agnes ! Look , look , here ! " -That face , so full of pity , and of grief , that rain of tears , that awful mute appeal to me , that solemn hand upraised towards heaven ! Agnes ! " 66 It is over . Darkness comes before my ...
... dead . " Oh , Agnes ! Look , look , here ! " -That face , so full of pity , and of grief , that rain of tears , that awful mute appeal to me , that solemn hand upraised towards heaven ! Agnes ! " 66 It is over . Darkness comes before my ...
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... Dead : That little cuss ? What makes you star , You over thar ? Can't a man drop s glass in yer shop But you must rar ? It wouldn't take much to break Yot , and your bar . Dead ! Poor little Jim ! Why , thar was me , Jones , and Bob Lee ...
... Dead : That little cuss ? What makes you star , You over thar ? Can't a man drop s glass in yer shop But you must rar ? It wouldn't take much to break Yot , and your bar . Dead ! Poor little Jim ! Why , thar was me , Jones , and Bob Lee ...
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Страница 13 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Страница 13 - Work - work work Till the brain begins to swim! Work - work - work Till the eyes are heavy and dim! Seam , and gusset , and band , Band , and gusset , and seam , Till over the buttons I fall asleep, And sew them on in a dream! "O men with sisters dear! O men with mothers and wives! It is not linen you're wearing out , But human creatures
Страница 111 - With throats unslaked, with black lips baked, Agape they heard me call : Gramercy! they for joy did grin, And all at once their breath drew in, As they were drinking all. See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
Страница 109 - The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone : He cannot choose but hear ; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Страница 73 - Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Страница 73 - Hear the loud alarum bells, Brazen bells ! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells ! In the startled ear of night How they screa,m out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire...
Страница 113 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray ; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust.
Страница 25 - ... Rip Van Winkle! Rip Van Winkle!" — at the same time Wolf bristled up his back and giving a low growl, skulked to his master's side, looking fearfully down into the glen. Rip now felt a vague apprehension stealing over him; he looked anxiously in the same direction and perceived a strange figure slowly toiling up the rocks and bending under the weight of something he carried on his back. He was surprised to see any human being in this lonely and unfrequented place, but supposing it to be some...
Страница 25 - As they ascended, Rip every now and then heard long rolling peals, like distant thunder, that seemed to issue out of a deep ravine, or rather cleft, between lofty rocks, toward which their rugged path conducted.