The Elocutionist's Annual ...: Comprising New and Popular Readings, Recitations, Declamations, Dialogues, Tableaux, Etc., Etc, 第 9 号National School of Elocution and Oratory, 1883 |
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... Story Master Johnny's Next Door Neighbor William Goetz The Baby's Kiss Connor . Henry Reeves G. R. Emerson Theodore Parker • William S. Gilbert • · Bret Harte . The Song of the Camp Tribute to Washington Bayard Taylor Col. J. A. Price ...
... Story Master Johnny's Next Door Neighbor William Goetz The Baby's Kiss Connor . Henry Reeves G. R. Emerson Theodore Parker • William S. Gilbert • · Bret Harte . The Song of the Camp Tribute to Washington Bayard Taylor Col. J. A. Price ...
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... stories high - a good deal bigger'n the State House over to Concord ever begun to be . Wall , mebbe the folks on the steps thought I belonged there was a boarder , or the landlord's wife , or some- thing for they jest made way for me ...
... stories high - a good deal bigger'n the State House over to Concord ever begun to be . Wall , mebbe the folks on the steps thought I belonged there was a boarder , or the landlord's wife , or some- thing for they jest made way for me ...
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... . " Perhaps you'll lead me to a shed Where I may find some friendly straw On which to lay my aching limbs , And rest my helpless , broken paw . " Stranger , excuse this story long , And pardon $ 8 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
... . " Perhaps you'll lead me to a shed Where I may find some friendly straw On which to lay my aching limbs , And rest my helpless , broken paw . " Stranger , excuse this story long , And pardon $ 8 THE ELOCUTIONIST'S ANNUAL .
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... story long , And pardon , pray , my last appeal ; You've owned a dog yourself , perhaps , And learned that dogs , like men , can feel . ” Yes , poor old Rover , come with me ; Food , with warm shelter , I'll supply.- And Heaven forgive ...
... story long , And pardon , pray , my last appeal ; You've owned a dog yourself , perhaps , And learned that dogs , like men , can feel . ” Yes , poor old Rover , come with me ; Food , with warm shelter , I'll supply.- And Heaven forgive ...
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... , and thou be clean forever . Kneel there and pray ; God shall inspire thy heart with truth and love , and fill thy cup with never - ending joy . THEODORE PARKER . Y THE BUMBOAT WOMAN'S STORY . I'M old , my NUMBER NINE . 103.
... , and thou be clean forever . Kneel there and pray ; God shall inspire thy heart with truth and love , and fill thy cup with never - ending joy . THEODORE PARKER . Y THE BUMBOAT WOMAN'S STORY . I'M old , my NUMBER NINE . 103.
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