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Pagina 19
... hours after Mr. Wilson had been in the White House , a custom that was coeval with the Republic had been thrown into the scrap heap . Day after day , for weary weeks and months , the newly inaugu- rated President was compelled hour after ...
... hours after Mr. Wilson had been in the White House , a custom that was coeval with the Republic had been thrown into the scrap heap . Day after day , for weary weeks and months , the newly inaugu- rated President was compelled hour after ...
Pagina 25
... hour or two is bad enough , so what must it be for those poor girls selling all day in that atmosphere ! " She pushed away the plate of roast mutton before her . " I can't eat this , " she said fretfully . " I believe that German waiter ...
... hour or two is bad enough , so what must it be for those poor girls selling all day in that atmosphere ! " She pushed away the plate of roast mutton before her . " I can't eat this , " she said fretfully . " I believe that German waiter ...
Pagina 50
... hour of the morning , and that she would get her death out of it . I was repudi- ating this soft impeachment ( which had indeed some flavor of the Restora- tion of drama about it ) , when the com- panion of my flight appeared . " How ...
... hour of the morning , and that she would get her death out of it . I was repudi- ating this soft impeachment ( which had indeed some flavor of the Restora- tion of drama about it ) , when the com- panion of my flight appeared . " How ...
Pagina 56
... hour , I heard scald - crow laughter behind me in the shawls . E. E. Somerville and Martin Ross . He sat cross - legged on the roadside beside a heap of stones , and with slow regularity his hammer swung up and down , cracking a stone ...
... hour , I heard scald - crow laughter behind me in the shawls . E. E. Somerville and Martin Ross . He sat cross - legged on the roadside beside a heap of stones , and with slow regularity his hammer swung up and down , cracking a stone ...
Pagina 61
... hour , be a sin , so be it . We are all miserable sinners , and without it we could not make sure of sinlessness , but might be quite confident of greater misery . If talk is to be permitted at all , the precisian would , we suppose ...
... hour , be a sin , so be it . We are all miserable sinners , and without it we could not make sure of sinlessness , but might be quite confident of greater misery . If talk is to be permitted at all , the precisian would , we suppose ...
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Pagina 305 - But, methinks, he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. [Aside. Cade. Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven half-penny loaves sold for a penny : the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer.
Pagina 40 - I trust is their destiny ? — to console the afflicted, to add sunshine to daylight, by making the happy happier; to teach the young and the gracious of every age to see, to think, and feel, and therefore to become more actively and% securely virtuous...
Pagina 95 - A Saturday afternoon in November was approaching the time of twilight, and the vast tract of unenclosed wild known as Egdon Heath embrowned itself moment by moment. Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud shutting out the sky was as a tent which had the whole heath for its floor.
Pagina 496 - ... flowers, which in that heavenly air Bloom the year long ! Nay, barren are those mountains and spent the streams : Our song is the voice of desire, that haunts our dreams, A throe of the heart, Whose pining visions dim, forbidden hopes profound, No dying cadence nor long sigh can sound, For all our art. Alone, aloud in the raptured ear of men We pour our dark nocturnal secret ; and then, As night is withdrawn From these sweet-springing meads and bursting boughs of May, Dream, while the innumerable...
Pagina 124 - The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places : how are the mighty fallen ! Tell it not in Gath, publish it not in the streets of Askelon ; lest the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, lest the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph.
Pagina 96 - The place became full of a watchful intentness now ; for when other things sank brooding to sleep the heath appeared slowly to awake and listen. Every night its Titanic form seemed to await something; but it had waited thus, unmoved, during so many centuries, through the crises of so many things, that it could only be imagined to await one last crisis — the final overthrow.
Pagina 669 - Six days thou shalt work, but on the seventh day thou shalt rest: in earing time and in harvest thou shalt rest.
Pagina 308 - Order, courage, return. Eyes rekindling, and prayers, Follow your steps as ye go. Ye fill up the gaps in our files, Strengthen the wavering line, Stablish, continue our march, On, to the bound of the waste, On, to the City of God.
Pagina 96 - It was at present a place perfectly accordant with man's nature — neither ghastly, hateful, nor ugly: neither common-place, unmeaning, nor tame; but, like man, slighted and enduring; and withal singularly colossal and mysterious in its swarthy monotony. As with some persons who have long lived apart, solitude seemed to look out of its countenance. It had a lonely face, suggesting tragical possibilities. This obscure, obsolete, superseded country figures in Domesday. Its condition is recorded therein...
Pagina 96 - The great inviolate place had an ancient permanence which the sea cannot claim. Who can say of a particular sea that it is old? Distilled by the sun, kneaded by the moon, it is renewed in a year, in a day, or in an hour. The sea changed, the fields changed, the rivers, the villages, and the people changed, yet Egdon remained.