International Library of Masterpieces, Literature, Art and Rare Manuscripts: History, Biography, Science, Philosophy, Poetry, the Drama, Travel, Adventure, Fiction, Том 6Harry Thurston Peck International Bibliophile Society, 1901 |
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Стр. 1922
... morning air I scent . At length , at length , our race is run , The nuptial bed at length is won , The dead ride quick by night , Now , now will we alight . " Unto an iron gate anon In wild career they flew , With slender twig one blow ...
... morning air I scent . At length , at length , our race is run , The nuptial bed at length is won , The dead ride quick by night , Now , now will we alight . " Unto an iron gate anon In wild career they flew , With slender twig one blow ...
Стр. 1925
... morning gilt the sky , What happened ? Give attention : The city gates wide open fly , And all the wives come trudging by , Each bearing - need I mention ? - Her own dear husband on her back , All snugly seated in a sack ! Full many a ...
... morning gilt the sky , What happened ? Give attention : The city gates wide open fly , And all the wives come trudging by , Each bearing - need I mention ? - Her own dear husband on her back , All snugly seated in a sack ! Full many a ...
Стр. 1950
... morning - robe was soiled and frayed ; and the seam on one of her shoulders had come unstitched , and showed the white skin through plainly . Even her feet - such pretty feet were not tidy . One of her slippers had burst out , and the ...
... morning - robe was soiled and frayed ; and the seam on one of her shoulders had come unstitched , and showed the white skin through plainly . Even her feet - such pretty feet were not tidy . One of her slippers had burst out , and the ...
Стр. 1953
... morning , Gorish tells me , " he said . The words were quiet - sounding , to be sure , but I did not trust them ; for , bold and deil - may - care as he was by nature , he did not look me in the face when he spoke . He looked down at ...
... morning , Gorish tells me , " he said . The words were quiet - sounding , to be sure , but I did not trust them ; for , bold and deil - may - care as he was by nature , he did not look me in the face when he spoke . He looked down at ...
Стр. 1958
... morning till night , went away some- what pacified , after an interview with Lina , or the Major , though there is no doubt they afterward wondered at their own indiscretion in allowing themselves to be so soothed . It is my impression ...
... morning till night , went away some- what pacified , after an interview with Lina , or the Major , though there is no doubt they afterward wondered at their own indiscretion in allowing themselves to be so soothed . It is my impression ...
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