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... leave you for a while and go up stairs ; ' twill do me good . Meantime , go over to the fire , old fellow , and make your- self comfortable . I'll send you down something warm to help you to find out that error in the tot ; and when you ...
... leave you for a while and go up stairs ; ' twill do me good . Meantime , go over to the fire , old fellow , and make your- self comfortable . I'll send you down something warm to help you to find out that error in the tot ; and when you ...
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... leave you to walk the streets alone so far this hour of night . So come along , in the name of God . " The woman arose and moved for- ward . The watchman walked by her side respectfully . There was that about her that showed him she was ...
... leave you to walk the streets alone so far this hour of night . So come along , in the name of God . " The woman arose and moved for- ward . The watchman walked by her side respectfully . There was that about her that showed him she was ...
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... leave his native land . I remember , as if it were but yester- day , the bearer of that letter . ' Twas Joseph Le Maistre . I pitied him ; for I hated in my heart all persecution for conscience sake . My house was opened to him ; I ...
... leave his native land . I remember , as if it were but yester- day , the bearer of that letter . ' Twas Joseph Le Maistre . I pitied him ; for I hated in my heart all persecution for conscience sake . My house was opened to him ; I ...
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... leave me ! " " The love of God ! What do you know of the love of God , or how do you dare to appeal to it ? God loves the vilest soul that sins against him , and pardons him . That love is not in you , Laurence Kennedy . If a man say I ...
... leave me ! " " The love of God ! What do you know of the love of God , or how do you dare to appeal to it ? God loves the vilest soul that sins against him , and pardons him . That love is not in you , Laurence Kennedy . If a man say I ...
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... leave her fainting in her father's arms , to die of a broken heart , or subside into a new attachment , as time may deter- mine . In Kenney's version the catas- trophe is greatly improved , and he has considerably mended the moral tone ...
... leave her fainting in her father's arms , to die of a broken heart , or subside into a new attachment , as time may deter- mine . In Kenney's version the catas- trophe is greatly improved , and he has considerably mended the moral tone ...
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Página 4 - Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer : and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.
Página 619 - The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold ; And the gilded car of day His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal Of his chamber in the east.
Página 93 - There the wrinkled old Nokomis Nursed the little Hiawatha, Rocked him in his linden cradle, Bedded soft in moss and rushes, Safely bound with reindeer sinews; Stilled his fretful wail by saying, "Hush! the Naked Bear will hear thee'." Lulled him into slumber, singing, "Ewa-yea! my little owlet!
Página 94 - And a deer came down the pathway, Flecked with leafy light and shadow. And his heart within him fluttered, Trembled like the leaves above him, Like the birch-leaf palpitated, As the deer came down the pathway. Then, upon one knee uprising, Hiawatha aimed an arrow ; Scarce a twig moved with his motion, Scarce a leaf was stirred or rustled, But the wary roebuck started, Stamped with all his hoofs together, Listened with one foot uplifted, Leaped as if to meet the arrow ; Ah ! the singing, fatal arrow,...
Página 98 - Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, To the kingdom of Ponemah, To the land of the Hereafter ! VOCABULAEY THE SONG OF HIAWATHA.
Página 500 - are most of them old decayed serving-men, and tapsters, and such kind of fellows ; and," said I, " their troops are Gentlemen's sons, younger sons and persons of quality : do you think that the spirits of such base and mean fellows will ever be able to encounter gentlemen, that have honor and courage and resolution in them...
Página 463 - This was the truest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word ; And never earth's philosopher Traced with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor, — The hillside for...
Página 93 - Ye whose hearts are fresh and simple, Who have faith in God and Nature, Who believe, that in all ages Every human heart is human, That in even savage bosoms There are longings, yearnings, strivings For the good they comprehend not, That the feeble hands and helpless, Groping blindly in the darkness, Touch God's right hand in that darkness And are lifted up and strengthened...
Página 93 - Ye, who sometimes, in your rambles Through the green lanes of the country, Where the tangled barberry-bushes Hang their tufts of crimson berries Over stone walls gray with mosses, Pause by some neglected graveyard, For a while to muse, and ponder On a half-effaced inscription, Written with little skill of song-craft, Homely phrases, but each letter Full of hope and yet of heart-break, Full of all the tender pathos Of the Here and the Hereafter...
Página 462 - And no man saw it e'er; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth...