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... turning , when thy form had past , I said , " We meet again , " - I dreamed not in that idle glance Thy latest image came , And only left to memory's trance A shadow and a name . The few strange words my lips had taught Thy timid voice ...
... turning , when thy form had past , I said , " We meet again , " - I dreamed not in that idle glance Thy latest image came , And only left to memory's trance A shadow and a name . The few strange words my lips had taught Thy timid voice ...
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... turned down two or three wicks that burned higher than the rest . Master H. Frederic next made his appearance , with questionable marks upon his fingers and countenance . Had been tampering with something brown and sticky . His elder ...
... turned down two or three wicks that burned higher than the rest . Master H. Frederic next made his appearance , with questionable marks upon his fingers and countenance . Had been tampering with something brown and sticky . His elder ...
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... turned in at our gate . They're comin ' ! Mother ! mother ! " Everybody in position , smiling and at ease . Bell rings . Enter the first set of visitors . The Event of the Season has begun . " Law ! it's nothin ' but the Cranes ' folks ...
... turned in at our gate . They're comin ' ! Mother ! mother ! " Everybody in position , smiling and at ease . Bell rings . Enter the first set of visitors . The Event of the Season has begun . " Law ! it's nothin ' but the Cranes ' folks ...
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... turning out a clever boy or two that went to college , and some showy girls with white necks and fat arms who had picked up professional husbands : these were the principal mansion - house people . All of them had made it a point to ...
... turning out a clever boy or two that went to college , and some showy girls with white necks and fat arms who had picked up professional husbands : these were the principal mansion - house people . All of them had made it a point to ...
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... turned in the direction from which it came . A group instantly gathered round the person who had uttered it , who was no other than Deacon Soper . " He's chokin ' ! he's chokin ' ! " was the first exclamation , - " slap him on the back ...
... turned in the direction from which it came . A group instantly gathered round the person who had uttered it , who was no other than Deacon Soper . " He's chokin ' ! he's chokin ' ! " was the first exclamation , - " slap him on the back ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abolitionists asked beauty better bondman BORN Boston called captain character child Christian Church Colonel Croton Deacon death DIED divine Europe eyes face faith father fear feel folks FRANCES SARGENT OSGOOD friends genius give halyards hand head hear heard heart heaven HORACE GREELEY horse hour Huldy human intellectual Irenæus Jack Cade James Henry Hammond Jefferson Davis Kansas labor lady liberty light living look Mariamne Mas'r Mass mind moral mother nature never night once Peckham pig-pen round sail Saladin seemed Senator ship sing slave Slave Power slavery soul spirit Sprowle stand stood sweet tell thee things thou thought tion took truth turned voice walked whole William the Silent words wuzzled young Yusef
Pasajes populares
Página 430 - THE snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
Página 30 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Página 544 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Página 30 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll!
Página 506 - ... wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Página 499 - I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul, The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me, The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue.
Página 529 - A whip for the horse, a bridle for the ass, and a rod for the fool's back.
Página 498 - A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven.
Página 502 - Once Paumanok, When the lilac-scent was in the air and Fifth-month grass was growing, Up this seashore in some briers, Two feather'd guests from Alabama, two together, And their nest, and four light-green eggs spotted with brown...
Página 417 - An' yit she gin her cheer a jerk Ez though she wished him furder, An' on her apples kep' to work, Parin