The golden gift, a book for the youngWilliam P. ***, 1868 |
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... looked out from the cottage door to the dreadful fells on which , too probably , her parents were lying corpses ( and possibly not many hundred yards from their own threshold ) , yet exerted herself to take all the measures which their ...
... looked out from the cottage door to the dreadful fells on which , too probably , her parents were lying corpses ( and possibly not many hundred yards from their own threshold ) , yet exerted herself to take all the measures which their ...
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... Looked soft as carded wool ; But the cruel rocks , they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull . Her rattling shrouds , all sheathed in ice , With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass , she stove and sank : Ho ...
... Looked soft as carded wool ; But the cruel rocks , they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull . Her rattling shrouds , all sheathed in ice , With the masts went by the board ; Like a vessel of glass , she stove and sank : Ho ...
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... Looked round bewildered on the expectant throng ; Then thought of fair Almira , and took heart To speak out what was in him , clear and strong , Alike regardless of their smile or frown , And quite determined not to be laughed down ...
... Looked round bewildered on the expectant throng ; Then thought of fair Almira , and took heart To speak out what was in him , clear and strong , Alike regardless of their smile or frown , And quite determined not to be laughed down ...
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... looked foolishly without a church , added a very fine one with a steeple . Trim was for having bells in it - My Uncle Toby said the metal had better be cast into cannon . This led the way , the next part of the campaign , for half a ...
... looked foolishly without a church , added a very fine one with a steeple . Trim was for having bells in it - My Uncle Toby said the metal had better be cast into cannon . This led the way , the next part of the campaign , for half a ...
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... looked grave , then smiled for a moment , then looked serious for a long time .- ' Give me hold of the ivory pipe , Trim , ' said my Uncle Toby . My Uncle Toby put it to his lips - drew it back directly - gave a peep over the hornbeam ...
... looked grave , then smiled for a moment , then looked serious for a long time .- ' Give me hold of the ivory pipe , Trim , ' said my Uncle Toby . My Uncle Toby put it to his lips - drew it back directly - gave a peep over the hornbeam ...
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babe BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beautiful birds breast Bremen BROKEN FLOWER child Christiana Clever Alice Corporal creature cried Dame Van Winkle dark daughter dead dear donkey door eyes father forbear to weep girl Grasmere great-grandmother Field Griffin hand Harrison Weir head heard heart heaven heiress hole Holly-Tree John Gilpin Killingworth laughed Little white Lily live looked Magpie morning mother mountain neighbourhood never night o'er Paterson pipe poor pray prayer quoth rain Regina Reynard Reynard the Fox Rip Van Winkle Rip's rock round Sancho Sarah Green sentry-box sing sleep smiled snow stood stormy winds story sweet baby tail thee thing thou thought told took town tree turned Twas Uncle Toby Uncle Toby's village voice waiting wife wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH window winds do blow wonder woods
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Страница 86 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Страница 148 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face ; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case. Said John, It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware. So turning to his horse, he said, I am in haste to dine ; 'Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine.
Страница 56 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Страница 67 - Wolf would wag his tail, look wistfully in his master's face, and if dogs can feel pity I verily believe he reciprocated the sentiment with all his heart.
Страница 143 - Good lack ! quoth he, yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Страница 23 - Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea!" "O father! I see a gleaming light, O say, what may it be?" But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies; The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands, and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the waves, On the Lake of Galilee.
Страница 71 - ... his gun. Wolf, too, had disappeared, but he might have strayed away after a squirrel or partridge. He whistled after him and shouted his name, but all in vain; the echoes repeated his whistle and shout, but no dog was to be seen. He determined to revisit the scene of the last evening's gambol, and if he met with any of the party, to demand his dog and gun. As he rose to walk, he found himself stiff in the joints, and wanting in his usual activity. " These mountain beds do not agree with me...
Страница 66 - Rip Van Winkle, however, was one of those happy mortals, of foolish, well-oiled dispositions, who take the world easy, eat white bread or brown, whichever can be got with least thought or trouble, and would rather starve on a penny than work for a pound.
Страница 69 - He was a short square-built old fellow, with thick bushy hair, and a grizzled beard. His dress was of the antique Dutch fashion — a cloth jerkin...
Страница 76 - Rip Van Winkle yonder, leaning against the tree." Rip looked, and beheld a precise counterpart of himself, as he went up the mountain ; apparently as lazy, and certainly as ragged. The poor fellow was now completely confounded. He doubted his own identity, and whether he was himself or another man.