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. 1914
... Walks in Beauty . my Thirty - sixth Year . Ode to Napoleon Bona- The Destruction of Sen- nacherib . Prometheus . A Summing - up . On this Day I Complete parte . From " The Devil's Drive . " The Prisoner of Chillon . 1844- 2125 GEORGE ...
... Walks in Beauty . my Thirty - sixth Year . Ode to Napoleon Bona- The Destruction of Sen- nacherib . Prometheus . A Summing - up . On this Day I Complete parte . From " The Devil's Drive . " The Prisoner of Chillon . 1844- 2125 GEORGE ...
Стр. 1961
... very well that the solitary walks she took were taken only in desperate hope of seeing or speaking to him . " I should die if I did n't see him , " she broke out once to me . " Don't tell me he'll like me the FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT . 1961.
... very well that the solitary walks she took were taken only in desperate hope of seeing or speaking to him . " I should die if I did n't see him , " she broke out once to me . " Don't tell me he'll like me the FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT . 1961.
Стр. 1962
... walking on the beach , and from my window I had often watched her strolling on the waste sands , that the fishermen ... walk later than usual . It was so late , indeed , that the yellow fog curtained both sea and shore , and the street ...
... walking on the beach , and from my window I had often watched her strolling on the waste sands , that the fishermen ... walk later than usual . It was so late , indeed , that the yellow fog curtained both sea and shore , and the street ...
Стр. 1965
... walking rapidly along the beach , toward the street . She was walking hurriedly , and seemed to steady her slight , girlish figure with some difficulty . But she was not crying , and there was not a tear in her eyes when , a few moments ...
... walking rapidly along the beach , toward the street . She was walking hurriedly , and seemed to steady her slight , girlish figure with some difficulty . But she was not crying , and there was not a tear in her eyes when , a few moments ...
Стр. 1973
... walk on the sands , ' and then she looks over her shoulder at me , two or three times , before she was out of sight . I darn't say a wurred to the misthress . I darn't ; I thought I'd come here first . " The sun had struggled through ...
... walk on the sands , ' and then she looks over her shoulder at me , two or three times , before she was out of sight . I darn't say a wurred to the misthress . I darn't ; I thought I'd come here first . " The sun had struggled through ...
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