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... to madly quiver like the skeleton bones on a gibbet - post . I feel I ought to apologise for asking my readers to accompany me to the home of the little vaga- bond , but unless we follow him there we shall IO The Vagabond .
... to madly quiver like the skeleton bones on a gibbet - post . I feel I ought to apologise for asking my readers to accompany me to the home of the little vaga- bond , but unless we follow him there we shall IO The Vagabond .
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... asking the question , " Whither are we going ? " In this way three days had been spent . We have before this had occasion to speak of Tim as being clever in the capacity of thief , there- fore it will not astonish our readers when we ...
... asking the question , " Whither are we going ? " In this way three days had been spent . We have before this had occasion to speak of Tim as being clever in the capacity of thief , there- fore it will not astonish our readers when we ...
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... asked the boy a few questions as to the cause of his being out so late ; but whether it was that the lad was not well awake , or that he was too wide awake , certain it was , he could gain very little information from him , so he ...
... asked the boy a few questions as to the cause of his being out so late ; but whether it was that the lad was not well awake , or that he was too wide awake , certain it was , he could gain very little information from him , so he ...
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... asked the meaning of his closely - cropped hair , until he pretended to recollect he had it shaved when he had the same fever which carried off his poor dear parents . He was once more sent below stairs , to the great disgust of both ...
... asked the meaning of his closely - cropped hair , until he pretended to recollect he had it shaved when he had the same fever which carried off his poor dear parents . He was once more sent below stairs , to the great disgust of both ...
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... it the difference between right and wrong ? Why , do you know , I asked him the other day to tell me what he knew about God , and his reply was , ' I don't know where they lives , ma'am , but if you'll only just tell The Vagabond . 69.
... it the difference between right and wrong ? Why , do you know , I asked him the other day to tell me what he knew about God , and his reply was , ' I don't know where they lives , ma'am , but if you'll only just tell The Vagabond . 69.
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Página 127 - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.
Página 174 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
Página 171 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Página 379 - They gathered round him on the fresh green bank, And spoke their kindly words; and, as the sun Rose up in heaven, he knelt among them there, And bowed his head upon his hands to pray.
Página 147 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Página 134 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Página 182 - Died on his lips, and their motion revealed what his tongue would have spoken. Vainly he strove to rise ; and Evangeline, kneeling beside him, Kissed his dying lips, and laid his head on her bosom. Sweet was the light of his eyes ; but it suddenly sank into darkness, As when a lamp is blown out by a gust of wind at a casement.
Página 147 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade. The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep. One sleeps where southern vines...
Página 384 - Yes," cried the lad with upraised finger, "Ellen Jones is singing what I must do." Mr. Welburn listened, when the clear contralto tones of a girl's voice was heard singing, ' ' Oh ! rest in the Lord ; wait patiently for Him ; and He will give thee Thy heart's desire.
Página 345 - Thy sinless land, Which eye hath never seen. Visions come and go; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song.