Benton of the Royal Mounted: A Tale of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police

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Grosset & Dunlap, 1918 - 318 oldal
 

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25. oldal - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
303. oldal - A form more fair, a face more sweet, Ne'er hath it been my lot to meet. And her modest answer and graceful air Show her wise and good as she is fair.
184. oldal - Wherefore I say unto thee, Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to whom little is forgiven, the same loveth little.
302. oldal - He would dress me up in silks so fine, And praise and toast me at his wine. My father should wear a broadcloth coat, My brother should sail a painted boat.
295. oldal - The wild hawk to the wind-swept sky. The deer to the wholesome wold. And the heart of a man to the heart of a maid, As it was in the days of old.
117. oldal - And locked his arms his foeman round. Now, gallant Saxon, hold thine own ! No maiden's hand is round thee thrown ! That desperate grasp thy frame might feel Through bars of brass and triple steel ! They tug, they strain ! down, down they go, The Gael above, Fitzjames below.
228. oldal - IF i WERE hanged on the highest hill, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! I know whose love would follow me still, Mother o' mine, O mother o' mine! If I were drowned in the deepest sea, Mother o' mine, O mother o
24. oldal - Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an...
147. oldal - My object all sublime I shall achieve in time — To let the punishment fit the crime — The punishment fit the crime; And make each prisoner pent Unwillingly represent A source of innocent merriment!
292. oldal - Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of Heaven is worth them all ! " The glorious Angel, who was keeping The gates of Light, beheld her weeping ; And, as he nearer drew and...

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