The Speaker's Garland, 2. kötetPenn Publishing Company, 1892 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 76 találatból.
xiv. oldal
... Dead ... Sketch of the Old Coaching Days , " A. Snow of Age , The .............. Struggle with a Stove - Pipe , A .. Socks for John Randall .... Simon Short's Son Samuel .......... Speech of Vindication . Strong Drink ...
... Dead ... Sketch of the Old Coaching Days , " A. Snow of Age , The .............. Struggle with a Stove - Pipe , A .. Socks for John Randall .... Simon Short's Son Samuel .......... Speech of Vindication . Strong Drink ...
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... dead ! " By his blood you've tracked him to his lair ! Would you bid the spirit part ? He that durst harm one single bair Must reach it through my heart . I cannot weep , for my brain is dry ; Nor plead , for I know not how ; But my aim ...
... dead ! " By his blood you've tracked him to his lair ! Would you bid the spirit part ? He that durst harm one single bair Must reach it through my heart . I cannot weep , for my brain is dry ; Nor plead , for I know not how ; But my aim ...
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P. Garrett. CRAPE ON THE DOOR . Somebody's dead ; there's crape on the door ; The blinds are half - closed on the neighboring store , Some one in sorrow , of a loved one bereft , Somebody taken , and somebody left . Gone from this world ...
P. Garrett. CRAPE ON THE DOOR . Somebody's dead ; there's crape on the door ; The blinds are half - closed on the neighboring store , Some one in sorrow , of a loved one bereft , Somebody taken , and somebody left . Gone from this world ...
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... dead level , he could get over more ground at one straddle than any animal of his breed you ever see . Jumping on a dead CC level was his strong suit , you understand ; and NUMBER FIVE . 39.
... dead level , he could get over more ground at one straddle than any animal of his breed you ever see . Jumping on a dead CC level was his strong suit , you understand ; and NUMBER FIVE . 39.
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... dead President of ours ? He fed us faithfully and truly . He fed us with counsel when we were in doubt , with inspi- ration when we sometimes faltered , with caution when we would be rash , with calm , clear , trustful cheerfulness ...
... dead President of ours ? He fed us faithfully and truly . He fed us with counsel when we were in doubt , with inspi- ration when we sometimes faltered , with caution when we would be rash , with calm , clear , trustful cheerfulness ...
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angels Annabel Lee arms asked balance wheel Beagle beautiful beneath bless Boy George breath Calaveras county captain's gig child cold cousin Sally Dilliard cried dark dead dear death Deborah Lee door Dora dream earth eyes face fair father fear feel feet flowers frog give glory gone grave hand head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour kiss lady light lips live look Lord morning mother neath never night o'er once passed poor portmanteau pray prayer round Santa Claus shine sigh sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stand star stood sure sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told took turned Twas twill vaiter voice W. S. Gilbert wife word young
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122. oldal - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
70. oldal - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
123. oldal - Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
122. oldal - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me ; Yes ! — that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
70. oldal - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
105. oldal - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
78. oldal - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
180. oldal - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...