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... blue stocking which served as a purse , and vainly endeavouring to fish from somewhere in the neighbourhood of the toes the six shillings , demanded , in the first instance , by the driver . We motioned our friend to put up his stocking ...
... blue stocking which served as a purse , and vainly endeavouring to fish from somewhere in the neighbourhood of the toes the six shillings , demanded , in the first instance , by the driver . We motioned our friend to put up his stocking ...
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... blue ribbuns every spell . As soon as she got wind of my goin ' , she tied up her head in a red - speckled handkerchief , and went round the farm makin ' the tarnalist noises pr'aps you ever heard . She said that I'd git wrecked , she ...
... blue ribbuns every spell . As soon as she got wind of my goin ' , she tied up her head in a red - speckled handkerchief , and went round the farm makin ' the tarnalist noises pr'aps you ever heard . She said that I'd git wrecked , she ...
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... blue ribbons in their vests . We knew them at once . They were medical students from Virginia , living in Paris , but who were temporarily residing , during the warm weather , in the neighbourhood of Chantilly , at a chaumière , in the ...
... blue ribbons in their vests . We knew them at once . They were medical students from Virginia , living in Paris , but who were temporarily residing , during the warm weather , in the neighbourhood of Chantilly , at a chaumière , in the ...
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... blue sky and through these forests we catch glimpses of the oriole dashing through the boughs like a flake of fire , or the merry thrush trilling its wild wood - notes , while hundreds of joyous little birds are carolling their songs in ...
... blue sky and through these forests we catch glimpses of the oriole dashing through the boughs like a flake of fire , or the merry thrush trilling its wild wood - notes , while hundreds of joyous little birds are carolling their songs in ...
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... The skin of the head , which was a pale blue , and clocked jist like old - fashioned Salem stockin's , was as soft as sponge ; and this accounted for my hevin ' killed him so sudden . OLD DAN OF CONNECTICUT RIVER . 45.
... The skin of the head , which was a pale blue , and clocked jist like old - fashioned Salem stockin's , was as soft as sponge ; and this accounted for my hevin ' killed him so sudden . OLD DAN OF CONNECTICUT RIVER . 45.
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Page 242 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
Page 242 - As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot...
Page 242 - Gave a lustre of midday to objects below; When what to my wondering eyes should appear But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick! More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled and shouted and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away,...
Page 242 - As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the house-top the coursers they flew, With the sleigh full of Toys, and St. Nicholas too. And then in a twinkling, I heard on the roof, The prancing and pawing of each little hoof — As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He...
Page 242 - Nick ; More rapid than eagles his coursers they came And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name. "Now, Dasher, now Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen! On Comet! on Cupid! on Donder and Blitzen! To the top of the porch, to the top of the wall ; Now dash away, dash away, dash away all!
Page 242 - His eyes — how they twinkled; his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook, when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
Page 242 - kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap,— When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
Page 242 - He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
Page 242 - And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle ; But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, " Happy Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight !
Page 115 - THE Sea, the sea, the open sea, The blue, the fresh, the ever free : Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round : It plays with the clouds, it mocks the skies, Or like a cradled creature lies.