Margaret: A Story of Life in a Prairie HomeC. Scribner, 1868 - 360 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 63 találatból.
5. oldal
... her mood . But the gloom was banished when she heard her father's voice ; and she rose quickly from the window . " It is a shame , father , that I have kept you waiting all this time ; but I got into a web of MARGARET. ...
... her mood . But the gloom was banished when she heard her father's voice ; and she rose quickly from the window . " It is a shame , father , that I have kept you waiting all this time ; but I got into a web of MARGARET. ...
17. oldal
... heard plainly the cries of some- thing in distress , whether human or not was yet uncertain . " What can it be ? " said Margaret . " The sound must come from that little shanty further on . Yes , don't you hear it more distinctly , as ...
... heard plainly the cries of some- thing in distress , whether human or not was yet uncertain . " What can it be ? " said Margaret . " The sound must come from that little shanty further on . Yes , don't you hear it more distinctly , as ...
23. oldal
... heard her say her prayers every night , and then , thinking that she had been sufficiently drilled , left her to say them by herself , when , instead of kneeling by the bed , and saying , " Our A STORY OF LIFE EN A PRAIRIE HOME . 23.
... heard her say her prayers every night , and then , thinking that she had been sufficiently drilled , left her to say them by herself , when , instead of kneeling by the bed , and saying , " Our A STORY OF LIFE EN A PRAIRIE HOME . 23.
35. oldal
... heard as from afar off the words of the text : " Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee . " She even felt an answering consciousness as Mr. Thomas dwelt upon the perfect peace that is made the right of every ...
... heard as from afar off the words of the text : " Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee . " She even felt an answering consciousness as Mr. Thomas dwelt upon the perfect peace that is made the right of every ...
37. oldal
... heard no bell . " for " No , of course I didn't call you , and I see I was wise , you look better for the little rest . " " You are a very wise little woman , Jenny , " said her brother , " and generally have your wise way ; but you did ...
... heard no bell . " for " No , of course I didn't call you , and I see I was wise , you look better for the little rest . " " You are a very wise little woman , Jenny , " said her brother , " and generally have your wise way ; but you did ...
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afraid ain't answered Margaret asked Margaret Aunt Clara Aunt Margaret Aunty better Biddy boys bright busy child Chloe Claudia comfort crimson room Davis dear dinner Doane Doane's doctor door dress exclaimed eyes face Fanny Fanny's farm father feel felt garet gave George and Jack give glad hand happy head hear heard heart hope Janet JEAN INGELOW Jonesville Jotham Kinney kitchen knew Larisse laughing leave little Margie live look Louis Lucinda Mademoiselle mind Miss Crosby Miss Marg'et Miss Patty Moresville morning mother muslin Nance never night Patty's Philip poor replied Margaret Robert Robert Russell Rockdale Russell Russell's Sarelli Scylla seemed sister Skinner smile Somers soon stood suppose sure sweet talk tell thing Thorne thought to-day told took Truffles Ventnor voice wait walk wish wonder
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208. oldal - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
83. oldal - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
70. oldal - The healing of his seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch him in life's throng and press, And we are whole again.
226. oldal - Nor long summer bide so late ; And I could grow on like the foxglove and aster, For some things are ill to wait. I wait for the day when dear hearts shall discover, While dear hands are laid on my head ; ' The child is a woman, the book may close over, For all the lessons are said.
5. oldal - Blessing she is : God made her so, And deeds of weekday holiness Fall from her noiseless as the snow, Nor hath she ever chanced to know That aught were easier than to bless.
49. oldal - Knowing this, that never yet Share of Truth was vainly set In the world's wide fallow; After hands shall sow the seed, After hands from hill and mead Reap, the harvests yellow.
226. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
298. oldal - My name to me a sadness wears, No murmurs cross my mind. Now God be thanked for these thick tears, Which show, of those departed years, Sweet memories left behind.
12. oldal - Each in his hidden sphere of joy or woe Our hermit spirits dwell, and range apart, Our eyes see all around in gloom or glow Hues of their own, fresh borrowed from the heart.
97. oldal - For while he wrought with strenuous will The work his hands had found to do, He heard the fitful music still Of winds that out of dream-land blew.