Sea-waifF. Warne, 1882 - 274 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 55 találatból.
6. oldal
... children . " I hear your father's steps , and you know he'll stand no nonsense . " The next moment the door - latch was lifted , and in stalked Ezekiel Blight . " Come , move out , " was his greeting to his chil- dren , " I want that ...
... children . " I hear your father's steps , and you know he'll stand no nonsense . " The next moment the door - latch was lifted , and in stalked Ezekiel Blight . " Come , move out , " was his greeting to his chil- dren , " I want that ...
13. oldal
... children ! " was her first exclamation , " I'm so glad you've a good fire . Fetch a couple of pil- lows , Jane , quickly , that's a good girl . Now , George , stand out of the way a bit . " And the next moment she had ... child DRIFT . 13.
... children ! " was her first exclamation , " I'm so glad you've a good fire . Fetch a couple of pil- lows , Jane , quickly , that's a good girl . Now , George , stand out of the way a bit . " And the next moment she had ... child DRIFT . 13.
14. oldal
Silas Kitto Hocking. pillows in front of the fire . Whether the child was living or dead seemed at first a doubtful question ; but a few minutes ' vigorous rubbing decided the matter , and when at length the child began to breathe ...
Silas Kitto Hocking. pillows in front of the fire . Whether the child was living or dead seemed at first a doubtful question ; but a few minutes ' vigorous rubbing decided the matter , and when at length the child began to breathe ...
15. oldal
... child . Never for a moment did he with- draw his steady gaze , but at the first cry from the little sufferer he leaped to his feet , licked the hands of the child three or four times over , gave a series of low yelps , and went bounding ...
... child . Never for a moment did he with- draw his steady gaze , but at the first cry from the little sufferer he leaped to his feet , licked the hands of the child three or four times over , gave a series of low yelps , and went bounding ...
17. oldal
... child asleep upon her lap , and the large empty basket upon the floor , in speechless amaze- ment . Then , with a savage oath , he demanded what it all meant . " Why , Zeke , how can you ask such a question ? " said his wife ...
... child asleep upon her lap , and the large empty basket upon the floor , in speechless amaze- ment . Then , with a savage oath , he demanded what it all meant . " Why , Zeke , how can you ask such a question ? " said his wife ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Adventures ain't answered asked Aunt Mary BEDFORD STREET better Blue Anchor boat child cliffs cloth gilt cottage crown 8vo dark Ditto drifted eagerly Edited eyes Ezekiel Blight face faithful Prince father fcap feet felt FREDERICK WARNE Friendly's George and Jane GEORGE FYLER TOWNSEND gilt edges glad gone hand head heard heart hope hour Illustrations knew length living look MADAME DELPHINE Mary Blight matter Morley morning mother never night once Pengargle Cove Penware poaching POETICAL poor Port Aaron Prince R. M. BALLANTYNE reply rocks round Rowse rushed SAMUEL CROXALL seemed seen sight silence sleep Sophy Sophy's Spring Hollow Squire story strange Sunday sure Swiss Family Robinson tell thing thought Tom Ross Tom's Trebarton turned vessel voice wait walked Warne's watching Watty Juleff wind wonder young young cove Zeke
Népszerű szakaszok
12. oldal - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
187. oldal - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
159. oldal - For Him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown His head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With every morning sacrifice.
167. oldal - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
177. oldal - Poor wanderers of a stormy day, From wave to wave we're driven, And Fancy's flash, and Reason's ray, Serve but to light the troubled way — There's nothing calm but Heaven I OH THOU WHO DRY'ST THE MOURNER'S TEAR.
223. oldal - They perish where they have their birth ; But love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth ; Too oft on earth a troubled guest, At times deceived, at times opprest, It here is tried and purified, Then hath in heaven its perfect rest : It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of Love is there.
210. oldal - We spake of many a vanished scene, Of what we once had thought and said, Of what had been and might have been, And who was changed and who was dead...
94. oldal - Better to hope, though the clouds hang low, And to keep the eyes still lifted; For the sweet blue sky will soon peep through, When the ominous clouds are rifted! There was never a night without a day, Or an evening without a morning, And the darkest hour, as the proverb goes, Is the hour before the dawning.