The Novels and Tales of Robert Louis Stevenson, Volumen16C. Scribner's Sons, 1895 |
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... HEART . 139 XXVIII TO MY FATHER : PEACE AND HER HUGE Invasion . 140 XXIX IN THE STATES : WITH HALF A HEART . XXX A PORTRAIT : I AM A KIND OF FARTHING DIP XXXI SING Clearlier , Muse XXXII A CAMP : THE BED WAS MADE XXXIII THE COUNTRY OF ...
... HEART . 139 XXVIII TO MY FATHER : PEACE AND HER HUGE Invasion . 140 XXIX IN THE STATES : WITH HALF A HEART . XXX A PORTRAIT : I AM A KIND OF FARTHING DIP XXXI SING Clearlier , Muse XXXII A CAMP : THE BED WAS MADE XXXIII THE COUNTRY OF ...
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... HEART OF Youth IV THE UNFORGOTTEN : I : IN DREAMS , UNHAPPY V THE UNFORGOTTEN : II : SHE RESTED BY THE BROKEN BROOK . . VI THE INFINITE SHINING HEAVENS . 202 • 203 • 204 205 VII MADRIGAL : PLAIN AS THE GLISTERING PLANETS 206 • VIII TO ...
... HEART OF Youth IV THE UNFORGOTTEN : I : IN DREAMS , UNHAPPY V THE UNFORGOTTEN : II : SHE RESTED BY THE BROKEN BROOK . . VI THE INFINITE SHINING HEAVENS . 202 • 203 • 204 205 VII MADRIGAL : PLAIN AS THE GLISTERING PLANETS 206 • VIII TO ...
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... HEART XXIII THE LOST OCCASION : FAREWELL , FAIR DAY XXIV IF THIS WERE FAITH GOD , IF THIS WERE ENOUGH . 227 XXV MY WIFE : TRUSTY , DUSKY , VIVID , TRUE XXVI WINTER IN RIGOROUS HOURS . XXVII THE STORMY EVENING CLOSES • 229 • 230 231 232 ...
... HEART XXIII THE LOST OCCASION : FAREWELL , FAIR DAY XXIV IF THIS WERE FAITH GOD , IF THIS WERE ENOUGH . 227 XXV MY WIFE : TRUSTY , DUSKY , VIVID , TRUE XXVI WINTER IN RIGOROUS HOURS . XXVII THE STORMY EVENING CLOSES • 229 • 230 231 232 ...
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... heart : She gives me cream with all her might , To eat with apple - tart . She wanders lowing here and there , And yet she cannot stray , All in the pleasant open air , The pleasant light of day ; And blown by all the winds that pass ...
... heart : She gives me cream with all her might , To eat with apple - tart . She wanders lowing here and there , And yet she cannot stray , All in the pleasant open air , The pleasant light of day ; And blown by all the winds that pass ...
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... hearts and happy faces , Happy play in grassy places- That was how , in ancient ages , Children grew to kings and sages . But the unkind and the unruly , And the sort who eat unduly , They must never hope for glory Theirs is quite a ...
... hearts and happy faces , Happy play in grassy places- That was how , in ancient ages , Children grew to kings and sages . But the unkind and the unruly , And the sort who eat unduly , They must never hope for glory Theirs is quite a ...
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The Novels and Tales of Robert Louis Stevenson, Volumen16 Robert Louis Stevenson Vista completa - 1900 |
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 129 - REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will This be the verse you grave for me : Here he lies where he longed to be ; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Página 25 - The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Página 35 - THE SWING HOW do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue ? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!
Página 199 - GIVE to me the life I love, Let the lave go by me, Give the jolly heaven above And the byway nigh me. Bed in the bush with stars to see, Bread I dip in the river — There's the life for a man like me, There's the life for ever.
Página 6 - RAIN THE rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.
Página 105 - ... leaping sun, with glancing rain Here shall the wizard moon ascend The heavens, in the crimson end Of day's declining splendour; here The army of the stars appear. The neighbour hollows dry or wet, Spring shall with tender flowers beset; And oft the morning muser see Larks rising from the broomy lea, And every fairy wheel and thread Of cobweb dew-bediamonded. When daisies go, shall winter time Silver the simple grass with rime; Autumnal frosts enchant the pool And make the cart-ruts beautiful...
Página 211 - I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delight Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night. I will make a palace fit for you and me Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.
Página 26 - O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song! I saw the different things you did, But always you yourself you hid, I felt you push, I heard you call, I could not see yourself at all — O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!
Página 216 - BRIGHT is the ring of words When the right man rings them, Fair the fall of songs When the singer sings them. Still they are carolled and said — On wings they are carried — After the singer is dead And the maker buried.
Página 55 - Now I have done with it, down let it go! All in a moment the town is laid low. Block upon block lying scattered and free, What is there left of my town by the sea ? Yet as I saw it, I see it again, The kirk and the palace, the ships and the men, And as long as I live and where'er I may be, I'll always remember my town by the sea.