The Californian, Том 1A. Roman, 1880 |
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... head against her breast in dear motherly fashion . to that infernal Si - ki . Hastily making ready , She only said , " Poor boy ! " and smoothed I stole out unseen , and rushed to Tong - ko - lin- my hair . Something in their faces ...
... head against her breast in dear motherly fashion . to that infernal Si - ki . Hastily making ready , She only said , " Poor boy ! " and smoothed I stole out unseen , and rushed to Tong - ko - lin- my hair . Something in their faces ...
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... head of the Gulf . The waters became shoaler and more turbid , being sometimes of an ashen color , and sometimes black , but generally of a muddy red ; and it became necessary to pro- ceed very slowly and to exercise great caution . The ...
... head of the Gulf . The waters became shoaler and more turbid , being sometimes of an ashen color , and sometimes black , but generally of a muddy red ; and it became necessary to pro- ceed very slowly and to exercise great caution . The ...
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... head dropping upon his breast , and a deep groan of despair welling up from his surcharged bosom . His stalwart wife was upon him in an instant , her arms akimbo , and a sneer upon her lips . " Well , what's gone wrong now ? " she ...
... head dropping upon his breast , and a deep groan of despair welling up from his surcharged bosom . His stalwart wife was upon him in an instant , her arms akimbo , and a sneer upon her lips . " Well , what's gone wrong now ? " she ...
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... head , and covered with dust ; a that characterized this shadow in particular . woolen shirt ; a pair of cotton pants , the origi- For instance : it was observable that the tallest nal color of which had long since disappeared objects ...
... head , and covered with dust ; a that characterized this shadow in particular . woolen shirt ; a pair of cotton pants , the origi- For instance : it was observable that the tallest nal color of which had long since disappeared objects ...
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... head , and stood in the warm glow of the fading light , meek and submissive . Fear and terror had disappeared from his countenance ; but Baker was no longer the Baker from Geor- gia , who a few minutes ago trudged along the graveled ...
... head , and stood in the warm glow of the fading light , meek and submissive . Fear and terror had disappeared from his countenance ; but Baker was no longer the Baker from Geor- gia , who a few minutes ago trudged along the graveled ...
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Ada Cavendish ain't Alviny American arms asked beautiful better Bill Parsons Blethers boys California called camp Chaparral Chinese civilization cloud forces Colonel Holten color dance dark dead door Estevanico eyes face father feel feet fire flowers girl give gold ground hand head heart hills horse hundred Indians knew lady land laugh light live Loly look Marcos de Niza Maydole ment Mexico miles mind Miss morning mother Mount Shasta mountain nature Nessie never night Norman obsidian passed Plattdeutsch present river Roger Peterson San Francisco seemed side smile South spirit stood strange sweet Sylvia tell Theodora thing thought thousand tion town trees turned Vera Cruz voice walked wild wind woman women word young
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Страница 268 - His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal 100 Of his chamber in the east. Meanwhile, welcome joy and feast, Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity.
Страница 275 - ... rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Страница 277 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Страница 167 - And mantled with its beauty ; and the walls That close the universe with crystal in Are eloquent with voices that proclaim The unseen glories of immensity In harmonies too perfect and too high For aught but beings of celestial...
Страница 136 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye. ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within...
Страница 154 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Страница 44 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Страница 150 - The rough, dark-skirted wilderness; The dun and bladed grass no less, Pointing from this hoary tower In the windless air; the flower Glimmering at my feet; the line Of the...
Страница 365 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Страница 336 - A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses, Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears, Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground, Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.