The Living Age, Том 194E. Littell & Company, 1892 |
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... voice to the wagoners . But the men always steered clear of the ships , and the horses lifted their great feet carefully , as though they well understood that the ships were not to be interfered with , nor the children's feelings hurt ...
... voice to the wagoners . But the men always steered clear of the ships , and the horses lifted their great feet carefully , as though they well understood that the ships were not to be interfered with , nor the children's feelings hurt ...
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... voice he looked up and smiled . " If you do not mind , " he said , " bring that stool , and sit near me , and let me hold your hand . " It was the first time he had ever asked anything of her . He was silent for some minutes , and ...
... voice he looked up and smiled . " If you do not mind , " he said , " bring that stool , and sit near me , and let me hold your hand . " It was the first time he had ever asked anything of her . He was silent for some minutes , and ...
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... voices gaily sing , O happy morn ! -O happy spring Of life ! Meanwhile there comes o'er me A softer voice from memory , And says , " If loves and hopes have flown With years think , too , what griefs are gone . " Mild is the parting ...
... voices gaily sing , O happy morn ! -O happy spring Of life ! Meanwhile there comes o'er me A softer voice from memory , And says , " If loves and hopes have flown With years think , too , what griefs are gone . " Mild is the parting ...
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... voice the lady in black , who was only a few yards off , stopped , listened , hesitated , and , turning back , stood before him . He recognized her in a moment . " Aunt Anne ! " he exclaimed . His voice was amiable , but embarrassed ...
... voice the lady in black , who was only a few yards off , stopped , listened , hesitated , and , turning back , stood before him . He recognized her in a moment . " Aunt Anne ! " he exclaimed . His voice was amiable , but embarrassed ...
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... voice , and she did not slacken her pace . Still , as if she wanted him to know that she saw through his excuses , she looked at him reproachfully , and with a determination that did not falter . " It would be impossible for me to re ...
... voice , and she did not slacken her pace . Still , as if she wanted him to know that she saw through his excuses , she looked at him reproachfully , and with a determination that did not falter . " It would be impossible for me to re ...
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