The Living Age, Том 199E. Littell & Company, 1893 |
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... light waltz tune throb- bing in his ears . He saw himself pass- ing down the broad staircase , felt the touch of a hand upon his shoulder — his cousin Reggie's , Reggie had volun- teered to see him off - he heard the gay music striking ...
... light waltz tune throb- bing in his ears . He saw himself pass- ing down the broad staircase , felt the touch of a hand upon his shoulder — his cousin Reggie's , Reggie had volun- teered to see him off - he heard the gay music striking ...
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... light - hearted traveller had departed , and Barty had seen him off , and watched him riding briskly back to happier hunting - grounds , he would sometimes turn round with a sigh , and think for a moment of the day when he saw his name ...
... light - hearted traveller had departed , and Barty had seen him off , and watched him riding briskly back to happier hunting - grounds , he would sometimes turn round with a sigh , and think for a moment of the day when he saw his name ...
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... light mantle of blue - grey tufts . It is to suit their needs , must have let them- these sterile places which yield the selves down from the top by means of best truffles of Périgord . One has to a rope . To what age these Troglodytes ...
... light mantle of blue - grey tufts . It is to suit their needs , must have let them- these sterile places which yield the selves down from the top by means of best truffles of Périgord . One has to a rope . To what age these Troglodytes ...
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... light in the rocky South that so ten- derly touches the soul as this . Here the spurge drinks of the wine of heaven with golden lips wide open ; but the hellebore , which has already lost all its vernal greenness , and is parched by the ...
... light in the rocky South that so ten- derly touches the soul as this . Here the spurge drinks of the wine of heaven with golden lips wide open ; but the hellebore , which has already lost all its vernal greenness , and is parched by the ...
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... light and nar - ranged matters for the night , I passed row , an effort on his part to return to through the doorway of this little his former position would have filled it church , under whose vault the same with water ; so he remained ...
... light and nar - ranged matters for the night , I passed row , an effort on his part to return to through the doorway of this little his former position would have filled it church , under whose vault the same with water ; so he remained ...
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