Clouds that PassS.W. Partridge & Company, 1898 - 320 страница |
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... as service is starting , but that , again , I have under consideration . Poor old Sawyer ! Do you remember how we laughed over Pickwick , in that shabby room of mine in the old country ? And " FINALLY , MUIR - COME ” II.
... as service is starting , but that , again , I have under consideration . Poor old Sawyer ! Do you remember how we laughed over Pickwick , in that shabby room of mine in the old country ? And " FINALLY , MUIR - COME ” II.
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... and rough promises were more to him than the finest speeches ever made . There were sad faces in many poor homes , and sadder hearts on the day the Austral sailed . CHAPTER II . OVER THE TEA CUPS . " Only " FINALLY , MUIR - COME . ” 15.
... and rough promises were more to him than the finest speeches ever made . There were sad faces in many poor homes , and sadder hearts on the day the Austral sailed . CHAPTER II . OVER THE TEA CUPS . " Only " FINALLY , MUIR - COME . ” 15.
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... poor little fly was so taken by storm that she could only gasp . " It must , " continued Mrs Vaughn , dreamily , " be perfectly dreadful to have unmarried daughters . I'm quite sure my hair will turn grey when Trixie grows up . There's ...
... poor little fly was so taken by storm that she could only gasp . " It must , " continued Mrs Vaughn , dreamily , " be perfectly dreadful to have unmarried daughters . I'm quite sure my hair will turn grey when Trixie grows up . There's ...
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... poor thing , " continued Mrs Vaughn , impressively , " is a perfect cripple , and I fancy must be terribly disfigured . They say she was such a beautiful girl before her accident . Miss Leigh should try and see her . It would be quite ...
... poor thing , " continued Mrs Vaughn , impressively , " is a perfect cripple , and I fancy must be terribly disfigured . They say she was such a beautiful girl before her accident . Miss Leigh should try and see her . It would be quite ...
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... poor Sydney . " " I don't think you need , " Mona said , drily . “ I know Mrs Ross to be a very nice girl , and consider she is the one to be pitied . " Mrs Vaughn raised her eyebrows . " Because he has been a bit wild ? Oh , men will ...
... poor Sydney . " " I don't think you need , " Mona said , drily . “ I know Mrs Ross to be a very nice girl , and consider she is the one to be pitied . " Mrs Vaughn raised her eyebrows . " Because he has been a bit wild ? Oh , men will ...
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Страница 7 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." Strange to me now are the forms I meet When I visit the dear old town; But the native air is pure and sweet, And the trees that o'ershadow each well-known street, As they balance up and down, Are singing the beautiful song, Are sighing and whispering still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, 80 And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 117 - Her lot is on you !— silent tears to weep, And patient smiles to wear through suffering's hour, And sumless riches, from affection's deep, To pour on broken reeds— a wasted shower ! And to make idols, and to find them clay, And to bewail that worship — therefore pray!
Страница 3 - And deemed the deep opake would blot her beams; But, melting like a wreath of snow, it hangs In folds of wavy silver round, and clothes The orb with richer beauties than her own, Then passing, leaves her in her light serene.