The Living Age, Band 262Living Age Company, 1909 |
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... carrying their master across the river , where they lodged him in his mother's house . A crowd of women filled the stuffy sick - room and re - breathed the ex- hausted air . They plastered Saleh's body with yellow tumeric and other ...
... carrying their master across the river , where they lodged him in his mother's house . A crowd of women filled the stuffy sick - room and re - breathed the ex- hausted air . They plastered Saleh's body with yellow tumeric and other ...
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... carry me to another jhil . Need- less to say the physical inspiration has never returned . It was a melancholy day when I put up my gun for the last time at Parla- kimedi . It was the third week in March , and the last companies of wild ...
... carry me to another jhil . Need- less to say the physical inspiration has never returned . It was a melancholy day when I put up my gun for the last time at Parla- kimedi . It was the third week in March , and the last companies of wild ...
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... carried the would - be suicide in his direction and in a moment Max- well had him firmly in his grip . The man struggled savagely with his res- cuer , but Maxwell had practised saving life in swimming - baths and was quite equal to ...
... carried the would - be suicide in his direction and in a moment Max- well had him firmly in his grip . The man struggled savagely with his res- cuer , but Maxwell had practised saving life in swimming - baths and was quite equal to ...
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... carried it into the sitting - room , together with a tennis shirt , a pair of socks , a pair of shoes and a rough bath - towel . " Stick these on , " he said ungra- ciously . " You'd better rub yourself well first if you don't want to ...
... carried it into the sitting - room , together with a tennis shirt , a pair of socks , a pair of shoes and a rough bath - towel . " Stick these on , " he said ungra- ciously . " You'd better rub yourself well first if you don't want to ...
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... carried a parcel under his arm . Maxwell frowned . " Well ? " he said , when they were alone . " I thought I'd call round with these clothes , sir , " said Bellows gloomily . " They're hardly suited to a man in my position and I thought ...
... carried a parcel under his arm . Maxwell frowned . " Well ? " he said , when they were alone . " I thought I'd call round with these clothes , sir , " said Bellows gloomily . " They're hardly suited to a man in my position and I thought ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 532 - When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces, The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain...
Seite 326 - DIRGE IN WOODS A WIND sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines Of the roots here and there. The pine-tree drops its dead ; They are quiet, as under the sea.
Seite 327 - They wandered once; clear as the dew on flowers: But they fed not on the advancing hours: Their hearts held cravings for the buried day. Then each applied to each that fatal knife, Deep questioning, which probes to endless dole. Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life...
Seite 53 - Now in this that I declare unto you, I praise you not, that ye come together not for the better, but for the worse. For first of all, when ye come together in the church, I hear that there be divisions among you; and I partly believe it.
Seite 645 - Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh : who are Israelites ; to whom pertaineth the adoption, and the glory, and the covenants, and the giving of the law, and the service of God, and the promises : whose are the fathers, and of whom as concerning the flesh Christ came, Who is over all, God blessed for ever. Amen.
Seite 322 - Happy happy time, when the white star hovers Low over dim fields fresh with bloomy dew, Near the face of dawn, that draws athwart the darkness, Threading it with colour, like yewberries the yew. Thicker crowd the shades as the grave East deepens Glowing, and with crimson a long cloud swells. Maiden still the morn is; and strange she is, and secret; Strange her eyes; her cheeks are cold as cold seashells.
Seite 54 - THE awful shadow of some unseen power Floats, though unseen, among us — visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer winds that creep from flower to flower ; Like moonbeams, that behind some piny mountain shower, It visits with inconstant glance Each human heart and countenance, Like hues and harmonies of evening, Like clouds in starlight widely spread, Like memory of music fled, Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.
Seite 53 - We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed ; we are perplexed, but not in despair ; persecuted, but not forsaken ; cast down, but not destroyed...
Seite 120 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth...
Seite 322 - For singing till his heaven fills, 'Tis love of earth that he instils, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which overflows To lift us with him as he goes...