The Ladies' Repository, Volúmenes33-34A. Tompkins, 1865 |
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... morning purchas- ers . Teams from the country , laden with provisions of all sorts , came rumbling over the pavements in a drowsy discon tent , the horses muddy and dispirited , the drivers wet and grumbling . Day labor- ers were on the ...
... morning purchas- ers . Teams from the country , laden with provisions of all sorts , came rumbling over the pavements in a drowsy discon tent , the horses muddy and dispirited , the drivers wet and grumbling . Day labor- ers were on the ...
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... morning . If a man proved insub- ordinate , or careless , or lazy , Bates took him in training , and if he wasn't straight- ened out in a fortnight's time , he was no- tified to leave the works ; so the drones were kept out of the hive ...
... morning . If a man proved insub- ordinate , or careless , or lazy , Bates took him in training , and if he wasn't straight- ened out in a fortnight's time , he was no- tified to leave the works ; so the drones were kept out of the hive ...
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... morning , and found a loving Father in the mighty God . M. S. D. We retire from our table , after making the usual offering to the children . A STORY FOR A CHILD . BY BAYARD TAYLOR . Little one , come to my knee ! Hark , how the rain is ...
... morning , and found a loving Father in the mighty God . M. S. D. We retire from our table , after making the usual offering to the children . A STORY FOR A CHILD . BY BAYARD TAYLOR . Little one , come to my knee ! Hark , how the rain is ...
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... morning , her hand - pat for the frowziest head , her merry laugh at some unfortunate sally . They always glanced askance at Gale- na , a little awed , even the boldest , by the indefinable something in her face . In school hours , Miss ...
... morning , her hand - pat for the frowziest head , her merry laugh at some unfortunate sally . They always glanced askance at Gale- na , a little awed , even the boldest , by the indefinable something in her face . In school hours , Miss ...
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... morning . Such a lad could not be kept down by all the combined powers of the world . He ate his dinners at the printing - office , while the rest of the hands had gone home , and saved time enough on such occasions to study arithmetic ...
... morning . Such a lad could not be kept down by all the combined powers of the world . He ate his dinners at the printing - office , while the rest of the hands had gone home , and saved time enough on such occasions to study arithmetic ...
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Página 160 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Página 204 - 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 204 - They stole little Bridget For seven years long ; "When she 'came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
Página 42 - ... Dear girl, her name he dared not speak, But, as the song grew louder, Something upon the soldier's cheek Washed off the stains of powder. Beyond the darkening ocean burned The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned How English love remembers. And once again a fire of hell Rained on the Russian quarters, With scream of shot, and burst of shell, And bellowing of the mortars! And Irish Nora's eyes are dim For a singer, dumb and gory; And English Mary mourns for him Who sang of...
Página 377 - Where two twin turtle-doves dwell ! 0 cuckoopint, toll me the purple clapper That hangs in your clear green bell ! And show me your nest with the young ones in it ; I will not steal them away ; I am old ! you may trust me, linnet, linnet — I am seven times one to-day.
Página 281 - The woman saith unto him, I know that Messias cometh, which is called Christ : when he is come he will tell us all things.
Página 41 - They lay along the battery's side. Below the smoking cannon; Brave hearts from Severn and from Clyde, And from the banks of Shannon. They sang of love, and not of fame ; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recalled a different name, But all sang "Annie Laurie.
Página 359 - I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her song. "Cusha! Cusha!
Página 377 - THERE'S no dew left on the daisies and - clover, There's no rain left in heaven : I've said my "seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
Página 38 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...