Library of the World's Best Literature: A-ZCharles Dudley Warner, Hamilton Wright Mabie, Lucia Isabella Gilbert Runkle, George H. Warner, Edward Cornelius Towne R. S. Peale and J. A. Hill, 1897 |
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... thought those pictured lips would have broken into voice to rebuke the recreant American , the slanderer of the dead . " I asked Phillips , with whom I often talked over his speeches and his life , whether the image was thought out ...
... thought those pictured lips would have broken into voice to rebuke the recreant American , the slanderer of the dead . " I asked Phillips , with whom I often talked over his speeches and his life , whether the image was thought out ...
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... thought worth reporting till late in life . He was of the minority ; and then as now , the tyranny of the majority in this coun- try was oppressive and relentless . They meant to keep him in obscur- ity : it was the sun of his genius ...
... thought worth reporting till late in life . He was of the minority ; and then as now , the tyranny of the majority in this coun- try was oppressive and relentless . They meant to keep him in obscur- ity : it was the sun of his genius ...
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... thought he was in the north in a car- riage , he would be in the south on horseback ; if they thought he was in the city in a house , he would be in the field in a tent . They once riddled his carriage with bullets ; he was on horseback ...
... thought he was in the north in a car- riage , he would be in the south on horseback ; if they thought he was in the city in a house , he would be in the field in a tent . They once riddled his carriage with bullets ; he was on horseback ...
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... thought the best is that famous story of a man writing a letter as follows : " My dear friend , I would write you in detail more minutely , if there was not an impudent fellow looking over my shoulder , reading every word . " — " No ...
... thought the best is that famous story of a man writing a letter as follows : " My dear friend , I would write you in detail more minutely , if there was not an impudent fellow looking over my shoulder , reading every word . " — " No ...
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... thoughts were now of her , of the court of Naples , and of the glories to be won there . His only sorrow was the thought of the sorrow he would cause his devoted parents by leaving them : but kneeling before his father and open- ing his ...
... thoughts were now of her , of the court of Naples , and of the glories to be won there . His only sorrow was the thought of the sorrow he would cause his devoted parents by leaving them : but kneeling before his father and open- ing his ...
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Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern: A-Z Charles Dudley Warner Vista completa - 1896 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 11723 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Página 11679 - And all with pearl and ruby glowing Was the fair palace door, Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing, And sparkling evermore, A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty Was but to sing, In voices of surpassing beauty, The wit and wisdom of their king.
Página 11738 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide, how deep extend below ! Vast chain of Being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to Nothing.
Página 11693 - thing of evil!— prophet still, if bird or devil! — Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted — On this home by horror haunted — tell me truly, I implore — Is there — is there balm in Gilead? — tell me — tell me, I implore!
Página 11694 - How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme. To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells,— From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Página 11696 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Página 11694 - How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, in the icy air of night ! while the stars, that over-sprinkle all the heavens, seem to twinkle with a crystalline delight ; keeping time, time, time, in a sort of Runic rhyme, to the tintinnabulation that so musically wells from the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, from the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.
Página 11724 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride...
Página 11691 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "T is some visitor,' I muttered, 'tapping at my chamber door Only this and nothing more.
Página 11746 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.