The Children's hour1868 |
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... returned the money . But he had lost his master's con- fidence , and soon afterwards was discharged from his situation . He Soured and discontented , he returned to Branscombe , where he hung about the village inn , drinking and idling ...
... returned the money . But he had lost his master's con- fidence , and soon afterwards was discharged from his situation . He Soured and discontented , he returned to Branscombe , where he hung about the village inn , drinking and idling ...
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... returned . Leaving him to take his way down the cliff - path , we will join company with Jessie Oglethorpe , and ascertain , if we can , the cause of her detention . ( To be continued . ) THE NIGHTSHADES . ' Circean plant , why hold me ...
... returned . Leaving him to take his way down the cliff - path , we will join company with Jessie Oglethorpe , and ascertain , if we can , the cause of her detention . ( To be continued . ) THE NIGHTSHADES . ' Circean plant , why hold me ...
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... returned , as he could not hear their bells anywhere . I then went in another direction ; but had not been gone many minutes , when Wilfred heard horses coming along the road ; so he ran out and saw four men all mounted on fine horses ...
... returned , as he could not hear their bells anywhere . I then went in another direction ; but had not been gone many minutes , when Wilfred heard horses coming along the road ; so he ran out and saw four men all mounted on fine horses ...
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... returned Uncle Godfrey . ' Everything in the dray was ransacked , even to mattresses and pillows . All the bags containing the oats were turned over and carefully examined , but nothing could they find . The only place they did not ...
... returned Uncle Godfrey . ' Everything in the dray was ransacked , even to mattresses and pillows . All the bags containing the oats were turned over and carefully examined , but nothing could they find . The only place they did not ...
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... returned homewards , taking a different round from that by which he had gone to Ogilvy House , still holding his big stick firmly , but not feeling so confident now as to the service it was to render him somehow , the real matter - of ...
... returned homewards , taking a different round from that by which he had gone to Ogilvy House , still holding his big stick firmly , but not feeling so confident now as to the service it was to render him somehow , the real matter - of ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Angola answered asked Aunt AUVERGNE beautiful Branscombe bright brother Bushrangers butterfly called caterpillar Cecil child Chinon chrysalis colour cottage Cousin Dark Dick DEAR PETS Dick Marsland door Eden Park eyes face father fear felt flowers Fluffy garden girl give hand happy head heard heart hutch Jacques Jamie Jessie Oglethorpe Jesus Job Oglethorpe kind king knew lady lamps larvæ Leny light lighthouse live look Lord Lotty mamma Metis Minnie morning moth mother never night Old Bea papa passed Paul and Marie Peggy play poor rabbit Rheims Richard Marsland Robert de Baudricourt round Sambo side siege of Orleans Silphy sister sleep soon sure sweet tell thee thing Thou thought told took TRUE MEMOIRS turned Uncle village voice watch wind wings wish Witch's Rock wonder words young
Pasajes populares
Página 96 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Página 42 - And it came to pass, that at midnight the Lord smote all the firstborn in the land of Egypt, from the firstborn of Pharaoh that sat on his throne unto the firstborn of the captive that was in the dungeon; and all the firstborn of cattle.
Página 147 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
Página 89 - On the deck the Rover takes his stand, So dark it is they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, " It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
Página 209 - By faith Moses, when he was come to years, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh's daughter; choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God, than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season...
Página 95 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king ! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plough ; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy ; Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Página 2 - They come forth from the darkness, and their sails Gleam for a moment only in the blaze, And eager faces, as the light unveils, Gaze at the tower, and vanish while they gaze.
Página 93 - God is greatly to be feared in the assembly of the saints, and to be had in reverence of all them that are about him. O Lord God of Hosts, who is a strong Lord like unto thee? or to thy faithfulness round about thee? Thou rulest the raging of the sea: when the waves thereof arise, thou stillest them.
Página 243 - That to the world are children ; Through them it feels the glow Of a brighter and sunnier climate Than reaches the trunks below. Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere.
Página 242 - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...