The Speaker's Garland: Comprising 100 Choice Selections ...Penn Publishing Company, 1904 |
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... eyes and pale her features , stern and white her thoughtful brow , And within her heart's deep centre , Bessie made a solemn vow ; She had listened while the judges read , without a tear or sigh , " At the ringing of the Curfew - Basil ...
... eyes and pale her features , stern and white her thoughtful brow , And within her heart's deep centre , Bessie made a solemn vow ; She had listened while the judges read , without a tear or sigh , " At the ringing of the Curfew - Basil ...
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... eyes in a moment , And looked in the judge's eye . " I will tell you just how it was , sir , My father and mother are dead , And my little brother and sisters Were hungry and asked me for bread . At first I earned it for them By working ...
... eyes in a moment , And looked in the judge's eye . " I will tell you just how it was , sir , My father and mother are dead , And my little brother and sisters Were hungry and asked me for bread . At first I earned it for them By working ...
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... eyes , ablaze in their sockets , burnt into the eyes of the crowd : - " You may keep your gold : I scorn it ! -but answer me , ye who can , If the deed I have done before you be not the deed of a man ? " He stepped but a short space ...
... eyes , ablaze in their sockets , burnt into the eyes of the crowd : - " You may keep your gold : I scorn it ! -but answer me , ye who can , If the deed I have done before you be not the deed of a man ? " He stepped but a short space ...
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... eyes fixed upon her Bible , now and then turning over its sacred pages , and gradually becoming calm and self - pos- sessed . At length , having resolved what to do , she rose from her seat and proceeded to undress , as usual , first ...
... eyes fixed upon her Bible , now and then turning over its sacred pages , and gradually becoming calm and self - pos- sessed . At length , having resolved what to do , she rose from her seat and proceeded to undress , as usual , first ...
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... eyes and colored hair ; And as he's running by , Follow him with my eye , Scarcely believing that he is not there ! I know his face is hid Under the coffin lid ; Closed are his eyes ; cold is his forehead fair ; My hand that marble felt ...
... eyes and colored hair ; And as he's running by , Follow him with my eye , Scarcely believing that he is not there ! I know his face is hid Under the coffin lid ; Closed are his eyes ; cold is his forehead fair ; My hand that marble felt ...
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Страница 121 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Страница 167 - The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow ; Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
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