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... night , and sat gloating over the place that was to be your grave , wishing your bones were whitening in it . It is a sad misfortune to have such stupid , selfish relations ! You can't pretend to that you are ill . I'm sure you have as ...
... night , and sat gloating over the place that was to be your grave , wishing your bones were whitening in it . It is a sad misfortune to have such stupid , selfish relations ! You can't pretend to that you are ill . I'm sure you have as ...
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... night . " 66 Is your friend Mr. Lawson with you ? " asked Madeleine .. " I am sorry to say he is not , " replied Lord Eskdale , “ for he is the best fellow on the face of the earth . He introduced me to Mr. and Mrs. Mackenzie , and they ...
... night . " 66 Is your friend Mr. Lawson with you ? " asked Madeleine .. " I am sorry to say he is not , " replied Lord Eskdale , “ for he is the best fellow on the face of the earth . He introduced me to Mr. and Mrs. Mackenzie , and they ...
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... night . It is a pity you had not been there to have prevented Miss Madeleine from making herself so remarkable as she did . I don't think it a friendly act towards you to keep from you the knowledge of all that is said , and perhaps ...
... night . It is a pity you had not been there to have prevented Miss Madeleine from making herself so remarkable as she did . I don't think it a friendly act towards you to keep from you the knowledge of all that is said , and perhaps ...
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... night after the battle , Joseph found himself , with his comrade Zébédé , at Rendnitz , defeated , but unscathed . " How is it we are here , Joseph , " said the latter , " when so many thousands perished close by us ? Now we shall never ...
... night after the battle , Joseph found himself , with his comrade Zébédé , at Rendnitz , defeated , but unscathed . " How is it we are here , Joseph , " said the latter , " when so many thousands perished close by us ? Now we shall never ...
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... night of the 14th to the 15th was very hot . Between three and four in the morning , Joseph and Buche's turn came to relieve guard at the advanced posts . The grasshoppers were chirping by the wayside , and the quails were calling in ...
... night of the 14th to the 15th was very hot . Between three and four in the morning , Joseph and Buche's turn came to relieve guard at the advanced posts . The grasshoppers were chirping by the wayside , and the quails were calling in ...
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Сторінка 436 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Сторінка 356 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die. All...
Сторінка 290 - ... so much business in so short a time. Besides this body of regular troops, there are stragglers, who, without being duly listed and enrolled, do infinite mischief to those who are so unlucky as to fall into their hands.
Сторінка 417 - For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man — This was my sole resource, my only plan: Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almost grown the habit of my soul.
Сторінка 420 - To withdraw myself from myself (oh. that cursed selfishness !) has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all ; and publishing is also the continuance of the same object, by the action it affords to the mind, which else recoils upon itself.
Сторінка 163 - And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.
Сторінка 440 - In the character of his Elegy I rejoice to concur with the common reader; for by the common sense of readers uncorrupted with literary prejudices, after all the refinements of subtilty and the dogmatism of learning, must be finally decided all claim to poetical honours.
Сторінка 166 - This tremendous explosion was followed by a silence not less awful : the firing immediately ceased on both sides ; and the first sound which broke the silence was the dash of her shattered masts and yards falling into the water from the vast height to which they had been exploded.
Сторінка 161 - Like leviathans afloat Lay their bulwarks on the brine ; While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line : It was ten of April morn by the chime, As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath For a time. But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene, And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. "Hearts of oak!
Сторінка 161 - Drew backward as before the offending part. The reeking entrails next he tore away, And to his meagre mastiffs made a prey. The pale assistants on each other stared, With gaping mouths for issuing words prepared : The still-born sounds upon the palate hung, And died imperfect on the faltering tongue.