Youth's EncounterAppleton and Company, 1913 - 500 Seiten |
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... afternoons or blue spring twilights , Nurse looked comparatively beautiful under the ample lace , with a softer apron and a face whose wrinkles were smoothed out by the consciousness of leisure and the pleasant brown teapot . Mostly ...
... afternoons or blue spring twilights , Nurse looked comparatively beautiful under the ample lace , with a softer apron and a face whose wrinkles were smoothed out by the consciousness of leisure and the pleasant brown teapot . Mostly ...
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... afternoon heat . After dinner Mrs. Fane would lie down for a while , and Michael would lie down for a great treat beside her and keep breathless and still , watching the shad- ows of light made by the bellying of the blind in the breeze ...
... afternoon heat . After dinner Mrs. Fane would lie down for a while , and Michael would lie down for a great treat beside her and keep breathless and still , watching the shad- ows of light made by the bellying of the blind in the breeze ...
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... afternoon . He Christmas arrived with more uniforms , with a fishmon- ger's shop and a mechanical mackerel which when wound up would click in finny progress from one end of the bath to the other and back . It was wound up every Sunday ...
... afternoon . He Christmas arrived with more uniforms , with a fishmon- ger's shop and a mechanical mackerel which when wound up would click in finny progress from one end of the bath to the other and back . It was wound up every Sunday ...
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... afternoons Nurse always read aloud from Baring - Gould's Lives of the Saints and Mrs. Gatti's Parables from Nature , and told the story of Father Ma- chonochie's death in Argyll and of his faithful Skye ter- riers whose portraits she ...
... afternoons Nurse always read aloud from Baring - Gould's Lives of the Saints and Mrs. Gatti's Parables from Nature , and told the story of Father Ma- chonochie's death in Argyll and of his faithful Skye ter- riers whose portraits she ...
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... afternoons , always with a little foolscap of salt , Michael walked about the sunburnt grass patch in front of the house , waiting for sparrows to perch and vainly flinging pinches of salt in the direction of their tails . Church was ...
... afternoons , always with a little foolscap of salt , Michael walked about the sunburnt grass patch in front of the house , waiting for sparrows to perch and vainly flinging pinches of salt in the direction of their tails . Church was ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
afternoon Alan's Annie asked Michael awfully blue blushed Bournemouth Braxted Brother Aloysius Brownjohn Buckley called Captain Ross Carlington Road Caryll chap Chator church Cobble Place Compline corner cricket Cuthbert day-nursery Don Quixote door Dora Dulford Eastbourne excitement eyes Fane fantail pigeons father feel friends Frith garden glad gray hand heard holidays Ingoldsby Legends Jacobeans jolly Kathleen Kensington Kensington Gardens kiss laughed Lily Lord Saxby Macalisters Madame Flauve Merivale Michael and Alan Michael asked Michael began Michael felt Michael thought mind Miss Carthew morning mother Nancy Nanny Neech never night Nurse Nurse's o'clock play Prout Rodber round seemed Seven Sisters Road shouted sighed sister Stella suddenly suppose talk tell told turned Viner voice walked watch West Kensington whispered Wilmot window wished wonder young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 305 - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love!
Seite 222 - And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it. His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow: and for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.
Seite 273 - BEFORE the beginning of years, There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears; Grief, with a glass that ran; Pleasure, with pain for leaven; Summer, with flowers that fell; Remembrance fallen from heaven, And madness risen from hell; Strength without hands to smite ; Love that endures for a breath; Night, the shadow of light, And life, the shadow of death.
Seite 273 - A FORSAKEN GARDEN IN a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, Walled round with rocks as an inland island, The ghost of a garden fronts the sea. A girdle of brushwood and thorn encloses The steep square slope of the blossomless bed Where the weeds that grew green from the graves of its roses Now lie dead. The fields fall southward, abrupt and broken, To the low last edge of the long lone land.
Seite 207 - Hue omnis turba ad ripas effusa ruebat, 305 matres atque viri, defunctaque corpora vita magnanimum heroum, pueri innuptaeque puellae, impositique rogis juvenes ante ora parentum...
Seite 222 - And go quickly, and tell His disciples that He is risen from the dead ; and, behold, He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him: lo, I have told you.
Seite 498 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Seite 166 - One little girl in blue, lad, Who won your father's heart, Became your mother, I married the other— But we have drifted apart. "That picture was one of those girls...
Seite 11 - I'LL tell you a story, About Jack a Nory, And now my story's begun: I'll tell you another, About Jack and his brother, And now my story's done.