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The attic then has but one window , but that is so large and so high that the light
coming through it finds its way into every part of the little room . Within the window
I have built a window - seat . Standing upright , my head is a little above the sill ...
The attic then has but one window , but that is so large and so high that the light
coming through it finds its way into every part of the little room . Within the window
I have built a window - seat . Standing upright , my head is a little above the sill ...
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... light as it plays at hide and seek about the walls , running in behind pictures
and then scampering back to the black coal . If I have anything pleasant to think
about , it will dance in and out of my mind to the rhythm of the flashing fire - light .
... light as it plays at hide and seek about the walls , running in behind pictures
and then scampering back to the black coal . If I have anything pleasant to think
about , it will dance in and out of my mind to the rhythm of the flashing fire - light .
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Just over it is a light mantel holding trifles ; among them a bronze monk with a
candle in his hand and afflicted with a painful sense of a hinge in his back . Yet
he reads calmly on . I unhinge him to take out a match from under his girdle —
with ...
Just over it is a light mantel holding trifles ; among them a bronze monk with a
candle in his hand and afflicted with a painful sense of a hinge in his back . Yet
he reads calmly on . I unhinge him to take out a match from under his girdle —
with ...
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Here is another , which is called THE LITTLE BLACK BOY . My mother bore me in
the Southern wild , And I am black , but oh , my soul is white ; White as an angel
is the English child , But I am black , as if bereaved of light . My mother taught ...
Here is another , which is called THE LITTLE BLACK BOY . My mother bore me in
the Southern wild , And I am black , but oh , my soul is white ; White as an angel
is the English child , But I am black , as if bereaved of light . My mother taught ...
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... morning - glory seeds in the box , and when the vines are grown I think that
they will climb over my window , and make it so dark with blue flowers and green
leaves that I shall have to desert my window - seat and go into the country for
light .
... morning - glory seeds in the box , and when the vines are grown I think that
they will climb over my window , and make it so dark with blue flowers and green
leaves that I shall have to desert my window - seat and go into the country for
light .
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asked beautiful Becky began beginning bells better born Bruges called Christmas coming cried dance dark door earth entered everything eyes face father feel flower followed friends Frome's garden give gone Grash grew growing hands head hear heard heart Jacob John keep King knew land leave light listened Little Boy Little Girl live looked Lord mind morning mother moved neighbor never night once passed Peter Philip picture played poor Princess rest Rose Rosella round sang seemed seen side sing snow song soul sound stand stars stood stopped story street sure talk tell things thought told took town trees turned voice walk watched window wish wonderful young
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15 ページ - Softest clothing, woolly, bright ; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice ; Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ? Little lamb, Til tell thee, Little lamb, I'll tell thee.
15 ページ - I'll stand and stroke his silver hair, And be like him, and he will then love me.
13 ページ - When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry
15 ページ - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love; And these black bodies and this sunburnt face...
183 ページ - God rest you, merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas Day." Dolly listened with a devout look, glancing at Marner in some confidence that this strain would help to allure him to church. "That's Christmas music," she said, when Aaron had ended, and had secured his piece of cake again.
158 ページ - Fear not: for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in a manger.
39 ページ - IN the ancient town of Bruges, In the quaint old Flemish city, As the evening shades descended, Low and loud and sweetly blended, Low at times and loud at times, And changing like a poet's rhymes, Rang the beautiful wild chimes From the Belfry in the market Of the ancient town of Bruges.
20 ページ - Thames waters flow. O what a multitude they seemed, these flowers of London town! Seated in companies they sit, with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song, Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among: Beneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor. Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
14 ページ - My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white. White as an angel is the English child: But I am black as if bereav'd of light. My mother taught me underneath a tree And sitting down before the heat of day, She took me on her lap and kissed me, And pointing to the east began to say, Look on the rising sun: there God...
13 ページ - Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.
書誌情報
| 書籍名 | Stories from My Attic |
| 著者 | Horace Elisha Scudder |
| 出版社 | Houghton, Mifflin, 1896 |
| 書籍の提供元 | ニューヨーク公共図書館 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2006年11月16日 |
| ページ数 | 269 ページ |
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