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... face ; the square - shouldered , square- handed , square - jawed , low - browed man , whose eyes are always black , and whose brows lower threateningly over them , and whose cheek never gets well of a festering cut . He swings heavily ...
... face ; the square - shouldered , square- handed , square - jawed , low - browed man , whose eyes are always black , and whose brows lower threateningly over them , and whose cheek never gets well of a festering cut . He swings heavily ...
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... face continually . Because I was kind - heart- ed enough to let you bring it along , must I always know it's about ? Must I always have his face staring at me from his child , eh ? ' ' O Walter ! don't speak so . Time will soften it all ...
... face continually . Because I was kind - heart- ed enough to let you bring it along , must I always know it's about ? Must I always have his face staring at me from his child , eh ? ' ' O Walter ! don't speak so . Time will soften it all ...
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... face and the blood back to whence it came . There was no more fire in her eyes ; they were cold and frozen as soon as they had deciphered the words . knew that he was understood . He ' Come , now , there's no use feeling bad about it ...
... face and the blood back to whence it came . There was no more fire in her eyes ; they were cold and frozen as soon as they had deciphered the words . knew that he was understood . He ' Come , now , there's no use feeling bad about it ...
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... faces with a ravenous look , and grunting out a recognition . Hours went by , and the great bells of the city rang out the ... face that she had last worn in life . Hours went by , and the morning broke coldly on Swash - street . A gray ...
... faces with a ravenous look , and grunting out a recognition . Hours went by , and the great bells of the city rang out the ... face that she had last worn in life . Hours went by , and the morning broke coldly on Swash - street . A gray ...
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... faces , would pass in and out . In all Utile - street there was no as- sumption of style . The dwellers in those ... face as he turned away from the window , and stepped towards the door to greet the incomer . This was a man of about ...
... faces , would pass in and out . In all Utile - street there was no as- sumption of style . The dwellers in those ... face as he turned away from the window , and stepped towards the door to greet the incomer . This was a man of about ...
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Page 372 - He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless — Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health, Truth breathed by cheerfulness. One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can.
Page 354 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Page 99 - It is the little rift within the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
Page 474 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die, Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Page 99 - They are like the troubled sea, that cannot rest; whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Page 90 - In his family, gentle, generous, good-humored, affectionate, self-denying: in society, a delightful example of complete gentlemanhood ; quite unspoiled by prosperity ; never obsequious to the great (or, worse still, to the base and mean, as some public men are forced to be in his and other countries) ; eager to acknowledge every contemporary's merit; always kind and affable...
Page 354 - Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Page 90 - ... the young members of his calling; in his professional bargains and mercantile dealings, delicately honest and grateful; one of the most charming masters of our lighter language; the constant friend to us and our nation ; to men of letters doubly dear, not for his wit and genius merely, but as an exemplar of goodness, probity, and pure life...
Page 226 - The rounded world is fair to see, Nine times folded in mystery: Though baffled seers cannot impart The secret of its laboring heart, Throb thine with Nature's throbbing breast, And all is clear from east to west.
Page 474 - And thou, serenest moon, That with such holy face Dost look upon the earth Asleep in Night's embrace Tell me, in all thy round Hast thou not seen some spot Where miserable man Might find a happier lot? Behind a cloud the moon withdrew in woe, And a voice sweet but sad responded, No.