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... turned savagely towards the bundle of rags , with upraised hands and staggering gait , when the boy , boldly planting himself before her , placed , first a shilling in her hand ( he had stolen it ) , then whispered in her ear ...
... turned savagely towards the bundle of rags , with upraised hands and staggering gait , when the boy , boldly planting himself before her , placed , first a shilling in her hand ( he had stolen it ) , then whispered in her ear ...
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... Turning her cherub face , the light from the fire disclosed eyes of a violet hue , shaded by thick dark lashes , and the most exquisite little mouth . It was an angel face , which one felt sure would always be beautiful . One could see ...
... Turning her cherub face , the light from the fire disclosed eyes of a violet hue , shaded by thick dark lashes , and the most exquisite little mouth . It was an angel face , which one felt sure would always be beautiful . One could see ...
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... turned towards the ground . We should not like to assert that Tim was thinking . He did not even understand his own sensations . Passionate feelings seemed to rush like waves over the vagabond's soul , but he could not get hold of them ...
... turned towards the ground . We should not like to assert that Tim was thinking . He did not even understand his own sensations . Passionate feelings seemed to rush like waves over the vagabond's soul , but he could not get hold of them ...
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... turned once more to Mr. Snowden and his family . For more than six years they had sought in vain for their lost Nelly . Every avail- able means had been adopted by them for her recovery without success . Detectives were baffled , and ...
... turned once more to Mr. Snowden and his family . For more than six years they had sought in vain for their lost Nelly . Every avail- able means had been adopted by them for her recovery without success . Detectives were baffled , and ...
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... turned in the opposite direction , and came out into a park where were some fine old trees . Nothing could well have been more lovely than the prospect from here ; surrounded by ir- regular hills , whose sides were clothed with flourish ...
... turned in the opposite direction , and came out into a park where were some fine old trees . Nothing could well have been more lovely than the prospect from here ; surrounded by ir- regular hills , whose sides were clothed with flourish ...
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answered arms asked baby beautiful beef tea better Brady bright bright eyes brother CHAPTER Charlie cheek child Christ's Hospital clasped Claude companion cried curls darling dear mamma Dog Crusoe door enquired exclaimed eyes face Fanny father favourite feel feet felt follow friends gentle George Anson Gerty girl give Gretton hands happy hear heard heart hour Ingle Farm Jenny Kilburn kiss knew lady laugh leave lips little fellow little vagabond look Mary Miss Winn morning mother Nell's Nellie never night once papa passion Paul Fenton poor rags replied Ross round SCRAP ALBUM sister sleep smile Snowden sobbed soon sorrow Spencer stood Sudbury sure tears tell tenderly thing thought Tim's told Tom Gordon troubled turned voice Waddles walk Wallis watched Welburn whispered William Ross window young
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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.