Frank Leslie's Pleasant Hours, Band 35F. Leslie Publishing Company, 1884 |
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... head and hat drawn far over his eyes , slipping a little here and there , but , on the whole , making a reasonable amount of progress until an un- lucky backsliding of his left foot caused the right heel to come wildly and incautiously ...
... head and hat drawn far over his eyes , slipping a little here and there , but , on the whole , making a reasonable amount of progress until an un- lucky backsliding of his left foot caused the right heel to come wildly and incautiously ...
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... head , turning quickly away . " I do not understand it , Miss Percival . My patient was seized with convulsions , and I did not reach here in time to be of any use . Poor soul ! " " Can you do nothing ? " " Too late ! In five minutes ...
... head , turning quickly away . " I do not understand it , Miss Percival . My patient was seized with convulsions , and I did not reach here in time to be of any use . Poor soul ! " " Can you do nothing ? " " Too late ! In five minutes ...
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... head steadily . She felt both shocked and ashamed . " Let us understand each other , mother , " she said , very low . " That money would burn my fingers . I could not touch it . Besides . all is at an end between Philip and myself . I ...
... head steadily . She felt both shocked and ashamed . " Let us understand each other , mother , " she said , very low . " That money would burn my fingers . I could not touch it . Besides . all is at an end between Philip and myself . I ...
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... head inclined to the left . You don't smoke and never drink sake ? " Pinafore " was then unlaunched , so my reply did not savor of plagiarism . 6 . " Ah . I thought you had made a slight error , sir . Sake is a glorious drink ! I take ...
... head inclined to the left . You don't smoke and never drink sake ? " Pinafore " was then unlaunched , so my reply did not savor of plagiarism . 6 . " Ah . I thought you had made a slight error , sir . Sake is a glorious drink ! I take ...
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... head from the canvas . I glanced up and beheld our captain standing . sailor fashion , on one of the cross planks , brandishing a pole and rendering the air lurid Nevertheless , I never was in better spirits with profanity : his efforts ...
... head from the canvas . I glanced up and beheld our captain standing . sailor fashion , on one of the cross planks , brandishing a pole and rendering the air lurid Nevertheless , I never was in better spirits with profanity : his efforts ...
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ACROSTIC answer arms asked Aunt beautiful better called captain Carlos Valencia child Clytie cried dark dead dear door Draveil dress Dunstone Dunwood exclaimed eyes face father fear feel feet followed gazed gentleman George George Osborn girl give glance hair hand happy head heard heart Honfleur hope hour Jack James Salisbury kissed knew Landor laugh leave Leila Lemur light lips live look Lord Louis Flores Madame marriage married Maude mind Miss Miss Van morning mother Narcisse never night Olney once passed Paul Paul Fenton poor pretty replied returned Roslyn scarcely seemed silence sister smile soon speak stood strange suddenly sure sweet tell Ten Eyck thing thought told took turned uttered voice walked Warrington Wickfield wife William Courtenay woman words
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Seite 331 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Seite 172 - Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Seite 70 - May the great God whom I worship, grant to my country, and for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it, and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet!
Seite 172 - Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail. Thus to their hopeless eyes the night was shown, And grimly darkled o'er the faces pale, And the dim desolate deep : twelve days had Fear Been their familiar, and now Death was here.
Seite 172 - The other father had a weaklier child, Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate; But the boy bore up long, and with a mild And patient spirit held aloof his fate; Little he said, and now and then he smiled, As if to win a part from off the weight He saw increasing on his father's heart, With the deep deadly thought, that they must part.
Seite 172 - And down she suck'd with her the whirling wave, Like one who grapples with his enemy, And strives to strangle him before he die.
Seite 208 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Seite 70 - ... for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it; and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet! For myself individually, I commit my life to Him that made me; and may His blessing alight on my endeavours for serving my country faithfully!
Seite 172 - And o'er him bent his sire, and never raised His eyes from off his face, but wiped the foam From his pale lips, and ever on him gazed : And when the...
Seite 279 - O purblind race of miserable men, How many among us at this very hour Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves, By taking true for false, or false for true ; Here, thro...