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... hand - to - hand struggle with the American ; but , in his bruised body and aching bones , had learned that even naked fists , wielded boxer - fashion , can do stern work in a righteous cause . Marie alone sat firm and collected ...
... hand - to - hand struggle with the American ; but , in his bruised body and aching bones , had learned that even naked fists , wielded boxer - fashion , can do stern work in a righteous cause . Marie alone sat firm and collected ...
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... hand and knee , with his dis- abled limb trailing uselessly behind him , and the new - found weapon brandished over his head , he moved painfully with a slow but horrible persistency aft . CHAPTER XXVIII . WITH set teeth Delaval watched ...
... hand and knee , with his dis- abled limb trailing uselessly behind him , and the new - found weapon brandished over his head , he moved painfully with a slow but horrible persistency aft . CHAPTER XXVIII . WITH set teeth Delaval watched ...
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... hand would chance to encounter the slippery blood , or the eye would casually fall on the viscous shimmering of the dead man's face ? Alas ! There was that between them henceforth they never could away with - that which murdered sleep ...
... hand would chance to encounter the slippery blood , or the eye would casually fall on the viscous shimmering of the dead man's face ? Alas ! There was that between them henceforth they never could away with - that which murdered sleep ...
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... hand up to smooth his cheek and draw his attention . At last she succeeded . He turned with eye bloodshot and blazing , and gave her a wolf- ish glare . Ah ! Why does she cower back before him ? Why does she hide her eyes with her hand ...
... hand up to smooth his cheek and draw his attention . At last she succeeded . He turned with eye bloodshot and blazing , and gave her a wolf- ish glare . Ah ! Why does she cower back before him ? Why does she hide her eyes with her hand ...
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... hands full . The soldiers lived in clover . Meanwhile women and children were starving . They might be seen all along ... hand he was absently thridding the masses of his fair cousin's golden curls . Harvey sat with his back half turned ...
... hands full . The soldiers lived in clover . Meanwhile women and children were starving . They might be seen all along ... hand he was absently thridding the masses of his fair cousin's golden curls . Harvey sat with his back half turned ...
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Page 118 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 118 - And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
Page 229 - The Americans have not yet defeated us by land; neither are we sure that they have done so by water; we therefore wish to remain here and fight our enemy should they make their appearance. If they defeat us, we will then retreat with our father.
Page 479 - ... home ; taxes on the raw material ; taxes on every fresh value that is added to it by the industry of man...
Page 258 - They resolved to leave means neither of ingress or egress to the sudden impulses of despair or of frenzy from within. The abbey was amply provisioned. With such precautions the courtiers might bid defiance to contagion. The external world could take care of itself. In the meantime it was folly to grieve, or to think. The prince had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were buffoons, there were improvisator], there were ballet-dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine....
Page 480 - His whole property is then immediately taxed from 2 to 10 per cent. Besides the probate, large fees are demanded for burying him in the chancel ; his virtues are handed down to posterity on taxed marble ; and he is then gathered to his fathers — to be taxed no more.
Page 261 - The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the grave. The mask which concealed the visage was made so nearly to resemble the countenance of a stiffened corpse that the closest scrutiny must have had difficulty in detecting the cheat.
Page 139 - Love, and greater than thy years. The Sun will run his orbit, and the Moon Her circle. Wait, and Love himself will bring The drooping flower of knowledge changed to fruit Of wisdom. Wait : my faith is large in Time, And that which shapes it to some perfect end.
Page 434 - That all of good the past hath had Remains to make our own time glad, Our common daily life divine, And every land a Palestine.
Page 446 - But thy sounds were sweeter Than the dome of Peter Flings o'er the Tiber, Pealing solemnly. Oh! the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand, on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.