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... walked over to Squire Morton's to ask for the turnip seed for master , —I was thinking , Sally , that I am nothing but a poor workingman after all . In short , I'm a slave ; and my spirit won't stand it . " So saying , Tom flung himself ...
... walked over to Squire Morton's to ask for the turnip seed for master , —I was thinking , Sally , that I am nothing but a poor workingman after all . In short , I'm a slave ; and my spirit won't stand it . " So saying , Tom flung himself ...
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... walked away , leaving Tom on the brink of the stream , full of joy and pride . He went to his master and told him that he had an oppor- tunity for bettering himself , and should not work for him any longer . The next day , he arose with ...
... walked away , leaving Tom on the brink of the stream , full of joy and pride . He went to his master and told him that he had an oppor- tunity for bettering himself , and should not work for him any longer . The next day , he arose with ...
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... walked down to the lake to try his luck with a fly . Mons , who was now a year old , was sitting on Tharald's shoulder . The otter was so fond of his master that he followed him like a dog . " Mons , " said Tharald , after having vainly 66.
... walked down to the lake to try his luck with a fly . Mons , who was now a year old , was sitting on Tharald's shoulder . The otter was so fond of his master that he followed him like a dog . " Mons , " said Tharald , after having vainly 66.
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... walked were those which he had planted . I found his favorite out - of - door seat , sheltered by a thicket of arbor - vitæ trees , from which there could be caught a glimpse of the rippled surface of the Tweed , and a glimpse of the ...
... walked were those which he had planted . I found his favorite out - of - door seat , sheltered by a thicket of arbor - vitæ trees , from which there could be caught a glimpse of the rippled surface of the Tweed , and a glimpse of the ...
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... walked wearily . portrait , a picture or description of a person . DONALD G. MITCHELL ( 1822- ) has written some delightful novels and essays under the pen - name of Ik Marvel . Mr. Mitchell gives a gently humorous turn to much of his ...
... walked wearily . portrait , a picture or description of a person . DONALD G. MITCHELL ( 1822- ) has written some delightful novels and essays under the pen - name of Ik Marvel . Mr. Mitchell gives a gently humorous turn to much of his ...
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Page 43 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we — Of many far wiser than we — And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Page 186 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady, she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow.
Page 110 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 240 - All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below,— A universe of sky and snow!
Page 200 - But still as wilder blew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, 'Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Page 182 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Page 252 - The Angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And showed the names whom love of God had blessed, And lo ! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.
Page 162 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Page 199 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Page 45 - ... the papers again, by expressing each hinted sentiment at length, and as fully as it had been expressed before, in any suitable words that should come to hand. Then I compared my " Spectator " with the original, discovered some of my faults, and corrected them.