Littell's Living Age, Volume 211Littell, Son and Company, 1896 |
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... head- ing his sixty chapters as Cleg's sixty successive adventures . In many of them the young street Samaritan is dropped out of the story , though we follow with no little interest and sym- pathy the fortunes of his family of small ...
... head- ing his sixty chapters as Cleg's sixty successive adventures . In many of them the young street Samaritan is dropped out of the story , though we follow with no little interest and sym- pathy the fortunes of his family of small ...
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... head of the coffin . Santal copied the attitude of his neighbors , and fell on his knees ; indeed , the strange solem- nity of the scene was well calculated to inspire feelings of sorrow and rev- erence to the exclusion of all ordinary ...
... head of the coffin . Santal copied the attitude of his neighbors , and fell on his knees ; indeed , the strange solem- nity of the scene was well calculated to inspire feelings of sorrow and rev- erence to the exclusion of all ordinary ...
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... heads still lower at the elevation of the Host . Strangely moved , Santal bowed his head with the rest , and for a moment in the wave of devotion which swept over the whole congregation all sense of present things was lost . When he ...
... heads still lower at the elevation of the Host . Strangely moved , Santal bowed his head with the rest , and for a moment in the wave of devotion which swept over the whole congregation all sense of present things was lost . When he ...
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... head on the broken altar - step . Santal managed to walk back with them to the inn at Winterbourne , but only with considerable difficulty , for his exposure had affected him strangely , and he felt that sickness and extreme prostration ...
... head on the broken altar - step . Santal managed to walk back with them to the inn at Winterbourne , but only with considerable difficulty , for his exposure had affected him strangely , and he felt that sickness and extreme prostration ...
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... head bowed down , and uttered not a word . The bride touched his arm and turned her face appealingly to his . " Anthony , " she said , " speak to me ; tell me this is false . " There was a little pause , and then Santal raised his head ...
... head bowed down , and uttered not a word . The bride touched his arm and turned her face appealingly to his . " Anthony , " she said , " speak to me ; tell me this is false . " There was a little pause , and then Santal raised his head ...
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Page 135 - The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
Page 298 - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Page 628 - I have taken note of it; the age is grown so picked that the toe of the peasant comes so near the heel of the courtier, he galls his kibe. — How long hast thou been a grave-maker? FIRST CLO. Of all the days i' the year, I came to't that day that our last King Hamlet o'ercame Fortinbras.
Page 135 - 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 And wet with all the showers, She walks among the meadow grass And eats the meadow flowers.
Page 138 - He saw her lift her eyes; he felt The soft hand's light caressing, And heard the tremble of her voice, As if a fault confessing. "I'm sorry that I spelt the word: I hate to go above you, Because," — the brown eyes lower fell, — "Because, you see, I love you!
Page 628 - The practice of that which is ethically best — what we call goodness or virtue — involves a course of conduct which, in all respects, is opposed to that which leads to success in the cosmic struggle for existence.
Page 60 - We have but collected them, and done an office to the dead, to procure his orphans guardians; without ambition either of self-profit or fame; only to keep the memory of so worthy a friend and fellow alive as was our Shakespeare, by humble offer of his plays to your most noble patronage.
Page 301 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Page 137 - LOOKING FORWARD WHEN I am grown to man's estate I shall be very proud and great, And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
Page 138 - For near her stood the little boy Her childish favor singled; His cap pulled low upon a face Where pride and shame were mingled. Pushing with restless feet the snow To right and left, he lingered; As restlessly her tiny hands The blue-checked apron fingered.