Appletons' Journal, Volume 4D. Appleton and Company, 1878 |
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... Leonard would kill him . " " If Leonard will care any more about me , " she murmured through her tears . " But he will not . I shall be degraded in his eyes . He will come home with happier recollections of brighter scenes , and women ...
... Leonard would kill him . " " If Leonard will care any more about me , " she murmured through her tears . " But he will not . I shall be degraded in his eyes . He will come home with happier recollections of brighter scenes , and women ...
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... Leonard when he comes home , and perhaps the captain , too . " " Patience ! " she echoed . " One tries to be pa- tient , but it is hard . It is not only that I could nev- er love Herr Räumer , Laddy , but the very thought of passing my ...
... Leonard when he comes home , and perhaps the captain , too . " " Patience ! " she echoed . " One tries to be pa- tient , but it is hard . It is not only that I could nev- er love Herr Räumer , Laddy , but the very thought of passing my ...
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... Leonard moored alongside also in charge of one . Robinson Crusoe in his most solitary mo- ments could not have felt happier . Then to wander and explore the great empty ship ; to open the cabin and look in the old lockers ; to roam ...
... Leonard moored alongside also in charge of one . Robinson Crusoe in his most solitary mo- ments could not have felt happier . Then to wander and explore the great empty ship ; to open the cabin and look in the old lockers ; to roam ...
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... Leonard . However that may be , we were a boat's crew without a coxswain for a few minutes . " Laddy ! " cried the captain , starting up , " where have we got to ? " I held up and looked round . The tide was run- ning out faster than I ...
... Leonard . However that may be , we were a boat's crew without a coxswain for a few minutes . " Laddy ! " cried the captain , starting up , " where have we got to ? " I held up and looked round . The tide was run- ning out faster than I ...
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... Leonard's last secret which he told me when he left me on the platform of the station . " Tell Cis ? " he said . " That would spoil all . " Yet I did tell Cis . I told her that night . ' The bells said , Cis , that there only wanted a ...
... Leonard's last secret which he told me when he left me on the platform of the station . " Tell Cis ? " he said . " That would spoil all . " Yet I did tell Cis . I told her that night . ' The bells said , Cis , that there only wanted a ...
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 29 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Página 220 - The Sun's rim dips; the stars rush out: At one stride comes the dark; With far-heard whisper, o'er the sea, Off shot the spectre-bark.
Página 29 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 29 - In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy Brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look; But with a sweet forgetting They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy ? To know the change and feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steal it — Was never said in rhyme.
Página 82 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair ? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu
Página 380 - I could be martyr'd for my Religion — Love is my religion — I could die for that. I could die for you. My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet.
Página 76 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh, ho*! the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend remembered not.
Página 182 - That he that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself, for every man hath need to be forgiven.
Página 292 - But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Página 111 - BLOW high, blow low, let tempests tear, The main-mast by the board ; My heart, with thoughts of thee, my dear, And love well stored, Shall brave all danger, scorn all fear, The roaring winds, the raging sea, In hopes on shore To be once more Safe moored with thee ! Aloft while mountains high we go, The whistling winds that scud along, And...