The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Etc, 第 26 巻Harry Thurston Peck, Frank R. Stockton, Julian Hawthorne American Literary Society, 1901 |
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... stood at a south window watching the flames in the village below . The flames , at least , she seemed to be watching . What she saw was the last little column of prisoners marching away from the chapel ; and her teeth were set hard upon ...
... stood at a south window watching the flames in the village below . The flames , at least , she seemed to be watching . What she saw was the last little column of prisoners marching away from the chapel ; and her teeth were set hard upon ...
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... stood a little apart , in a bushy pasture - lot . Yvonne found the low door swinging wide , the house deserted ; but there were red embers still on the hearth , whereby she knew the old woman had not been long away . The empty house ...
... stood a little apart , in a bushy pasture - lot . Yvonne found the low door swinging wide , the house deserted ; but there were red embers still on the hearth , whereby she knew the old woman had not been long away . The empty house ...
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... ear , with less surprise , to be sure , than on a former occasion by Gaspereau lower ford , - - - " You here , Mademoiselle de Lamourie ? " Her heart stood still ; and she turned upon him CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS . 9441.
... ear , with less surprise , to be sure , than on a former occasion by Gaspereau lower ford , - - - " You here , Mademoiselle de Lamourie ? " Her heart stood still ; and she turned upon him CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS . 9441.
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... stood still ; and she turned upon him a look of such imploring , desperate dismay that Lieutenant Waldron without another word drew her to one side . Then she found voice . " Oh , if you have any mercy , any pity , do not betray me ...
... stood still ; and she turned upon him a look of such imploring , desperate dismay that Lieutenant Waldron without another word drew her to one side . Then she found voice . " Oh , if you have any mercy , any pity , do not betray me ...
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... stood gazing at her in open - mouthed ado- ration , speechless ; but a comrade , busy in the boat stowing baggage , answered for him . " That's all right , miss , " said he . " Don't you worry about Eph . He's been carryin ' children ...
... stood gazing at her in open - mouthed ado- ration , speechless ; but a comrade , busy in the boat stowing baggage , answered for him . " That's all right , miss , " said he . " Don't you worry about Eph . He's been carryin ' children ...
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9553 ページ - Her hair that lay along her back Was yellow like ripe corn. Herseemed she scarce had been a day One of God's choristers; The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years. (To one it is ten years of years. . . . Yet now, and in this place, Surely she leaned o'er me — her hair Fell all about my face. . . . Nothing: the autumn fall of leaves. The whole year sets apace...
9546 ページ - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way ? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day ? From morn to night, my friend.
9554 ページ - Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
9550 ページ - When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.
9795 ページ - It is true that a little philosophy inclineth man's mind to atheism, but depth in philosophy bringeth men's minds about to religion.
9591 ページ - Solomon! where is thy throne? It is gone in the wind. Babylon! where is thy might? It is gone in the wind. Like the swift shadows of Noon, like the dreams of the Blind, Vanish the glories and pomps of the earth in the wind.
9555 ページ - And I myself will teach to him, I myself, lying so, The songs I sing here; which his voice Shall pause in, hushed and slow, And find some knowledge at each pause, Or some new thing to know.
9553 ページ - Mid deathless love's acclaims, Spoke evermore among themselves Their heart-remembered names; And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm.
9554 ページ - Are not two prayers a perfect strength? And shall I feel afraid? ' When round his head the aureole clings, And he is clothed in white, I'll take his hand and go with him To the deep wells of light; As unto a stream we will step down, And bathe there in God's sight.
9554 ページ - We two will lie i' the shadow of That living mystic tree. Within whose secret growth the Dove Is sometimes felt to be, While every leaf that His plumes touch Saith His Name audibly.