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... THE 517 LAKE NGAMI ; OR , THE WATERS BEYOND KALAHARI , 607 May
FLOWERS , THE 10 Mrs. PROFESSOR KRAMPS , 76 PAGB MY HEART AND I ,
349 MARIA AND HER STORIES , 422 MILITARY ARRAY OF NEW ENGLAND IN
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... THE 517 LAKE NGAMI ; OR , THE WATERS BEYOND KALAHARI , 607 May
FLOWERS , THE 10 Mrs. PROFESSOR KRAMPS , 76 PAGB MY HEART AND I ,
349 MARIA AND HER STORIES , 422 MILITARY ARRAY OF NEW ENGLAND IN
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... race , dark veil that hides the heart of the and reveal to the wondering eye a
civilmystic land is slowly lifted , here ization unthought of and unexpected . and
there , by the lonely graves of Nevertheless , the negro yet remains humble
pilgrims .
... race , dark veil that hides the heart of the and reveal to the wondering eye a
civilmystic land is slowly lifted , here ization unthought of and unexpected . and
there , by the lonely graves of Nevertheless , the negro yet remains humble
pilgrims .
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... Soudan , sighed for the land of their captivity . were sent to the coast of Guinea
, and If we follow these intrepid travelers there sold for exportation to Brazil or into
the heart of the negro realms , to Cuba . Since both these lands have and visit ...
... Soudan , sighed for the land of their captivity . were sent to the coast of Guinea
, and If we follow these intrepid travelers there sold for exportation to Brazil or into
the heart of the negro realms , to Cuba . Since both these lands have and visit ...
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... this heart of mine Remembrance , year by year , Shall find among its phantoms
thine , Sweet lady , calm and clear . All are but phantoms ! only those Are dear
that last through life : My heart no dearer image knows Than this — a loving wife .
... this heart of mine Remembrance , year by year , Shall find among its phantoms
thine , Sweet lady , calm and clear . All are but phantoms ! only those Are dear
that last through life : My heart no dearer image knows Than this — a loving wife .
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He is now so old and gray She danced a jig , she sung a song , that took He's
nigh lost his wits . my heart away . With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he
crosses , “ When she ftood up for dancing , her steps On his stately journeys were
so ...
He is now so old and gray She danced a jig , she sung a song , that took He's
nigh lost his wits . my heart away . With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he
crosses , “ When she ftood up for dancing , her steps On his stately journeys were
so ...
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Página 28 - The Judge looked back as he climbed the hill, And saw Maud Muller standing still. "A form more fair, a face more sweet, Ne'er hath it been my lot to meet. "And her modest answer and graceful air Show her wise and good as she is fair. " Would she were mine, and I to-day, Like her, a harvester of hay : " No 'doubtful balance of rights and wrongs, Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues, " But low of cattle and song of birds, And health and quiet and loving words.
Página 23 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together ; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Página 28 - But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast — A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known. The Judge rode slowly down the lane, Smoothing his horse's chestnut mane. He drew his bridle in the shade Of the apple-trees, to greet the maid, And ask a draught from the spring that flowed Through the meadow across the road.
Página 29 - And the young girl mused beside the well Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he for power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a picture come and go; And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent surprise.
Página 28 - He would dress me up in silks so fine, And praise and toast me at his wine. ' My father should wear a broadcloth coat ; My brother should sail a painted boat.
Página 29 - Dozing and grumbling o'er pipe and mug, A manly form at her side she saw, And joy was duty and love was law. Then she took up her burden of life again, Saying only
Página 446 - Justice, Sir, is the great interest of man on earth. It is the ligament which holds civilized beings and civilized nations together. Wherever her temple stands, and so long as it is duly honored, there is a foundation for social security, general happiness, and the improvement and progress of our race.
Página 446 - He was bred to the law, which is, in my opinion, one of the first and noblest of human sciences ; a science which does more to quicken and invigorate the understanding, than all the other kinds of learning put together ; but it is not apt, except in persons very happily born, to open and to liberalize the mind exactly in the same proportion.
Página 29 - She wedded a man unlearned and poor, And many children played round her door. But care and sorrow, and childbirth pain, Left their traces on heart and brain. And oft when the summer sun shone hot On the new-mown hay in the meadow lot. And she heard the little...
Página 28 - And listened, while a pleased surprise Looked from her long-lashed hazel eyes. At last, like one who for delay Seeks a vain excuse, he rode away. Maud Muller looked and sighed: "Ah me!