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Palavras e frases frequentes
American Anne artist asked beautiful Benedetto Civiletti called canal Captain De Stancy castle charming church color Cornwallis Dare Dexter door dress Edwin Booth English Erie Erie Canal eyes face feel feet Franklin Square French G. P. Putnam's Sons girl give ground half hand Harper and Brothers head heart Heathcote hour hundred island king knew lady Lake Lake Erie Lake Ontario land light look ment miles mind Miss Pickett Miss Vanhorn morning Mount Mount Willey mountain nature Nelly never night once party passed Paula picture Port Colborne Portugal present replied Rideau Hall river road rock seemed seen side Somerset story Tangier tell thing thought tion took turned valley voice walk wall Welland Welland Canal woman words York young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 52 - O fellow, come, the song we had last night: Mark it, Cesario; it is old and plain: The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Página 56 - A pick-axe, and a spade, a spade, For and a shrouding sheet: O, a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet.
Página 466 - If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
Página 441 - Oh threats of Hell and Hopes of Paradise! One thing at least is certain— This Life flies; One thing is certain and the rest is Lies; The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.
Página 56 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Página 243 - Where Traffic blows, From lands of sun to lands of snows ; — This happier one, Its course is run From lands of snow to lands of sun.
Página 544 - For thus saith the LORD of hosts, yet once, it is a little while, and I will shake the heavens, and the earth, and the sea, and the dry land. And I will shake all nations, and the Desire of all nations shall come, and I will fill this house with glory, saith the LORD of hosts, the silver is mine, and the gold is mine, saith the LORD of hosts.
Página 89 - em in ; you'd nothing else to do. The heft of all our life on me must fall; You just lie round, and let me do it all...
Página 450 - Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, And palm to palm is holy palmers
Página 56 - And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead; Go to thy death-bed, He never will come again. His beard was as white as snow All flaxen was his poll, He is gone, he is gone, And we cast away moan: God ha