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... , derisive chuckling from the crowd . 66 Percy Wynn ! Percy Wynn ! " repeated Richards in a tone intended to be sarcastic . " Why , it's a very , very pretty name . Don't you think so yourself ? " " Oh yes , indeedy ! " answered Percy very.
... , derisive chuckling from the crowd . 66 Percy Wynn ! Percy Wynn ! " repeated Richards in a tone intended to be sarcastic . " Why , it's a very , very pretty name . Don't you think so yourself ? " " Oh yes , indeedy ! " answered Percy very.
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... crowd by dint of vigorous and unceremonious elbowing . " See here , Richards , it's mean of you to come here with your set and tease a new boy . Let him alone . " Let him alone . " And Master Thomas Playfair seated himself beside the ...
... crowd by dint of vigorous and unceremonious elbowing . " See here , Richards , it's mean of you to come here with your set and tease a new boy . Let him alone . " Let him alone . " And Master Thomas Playfair seated himself beside the ...
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Richard Gilmour. LESSON III . 2. throng ; n . a great crowd . 9. earl ' dom ; n . the dignity of an earl . 13. aught ( awt ) ; n . anything . 14. brawn ' ỹ ; a . muscular ; ro- bust ; strong . 14. eråft ' y ; ning . a . shrewd ; cun- 16 ...
Richard Gilmour. LESSON III . 2. throng ; n . a great crowd . 9. earl ' dom ; n . the dignity of an earl . 13. aught ( awt ) ; n . anything . 14. brawn ' ỹ ; a . muscular ; ro- bust ; strong . 14. eråft ' y ; ning . a . shrewd ; cun- 16 ...
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... crowd with courage As calm as a knight of yore , Stepped bravely the fair - browed woman The thrust of the steel before ; And spake with a queenly gesture , Her hand on the chief's brown breast : " Ye dare not impeach my honor ! Ye dare ...
... crowd with courage As calm as a knight of yore , Stepped bravely the fair - browed woman The thrust of the steel before ; And spake with a queenly gesture , Her hand on the chief's brown breast : " Ye dare not impeach my honor ! Ye dare ...
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... crowd ) , the flapping of ropes , the rustling of silk , and the creaking of the basket - work of the car , - all have ceased . There is a total cessation of all atmos- pheric resistance . You sit in a silence which becomes more perfect ...
... crowd ) , the flapping of ropes , the rustling of silk , and the creaking of the basket - work of the car , - all have ceased . There is a total cessation of all atmos- pheric resistance . You sit in a silence which becomes more perfect ...
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الصفحة 351 - THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
الصفحة 270 - Where's Van Bummel, the schoolmaster?" "He went off to the wars too, was a great militia general, and is now in congress." Rip's heart died away at hearing of these sad changes in his home and friends, and finding himself thus alone in the world. Every answer puzzled him too, by treating of such enormous lapses of time, and of matters which he could not understand: war— congress— Stony Point— he had no courage to ask after any more friends, but cried out in despair, "Does nobody here know Rip...
الصفحة 269 - There was, as usual, a crowd of folk about the door, but none that Rip recollected. The very character of the people seemed changed.
الصفحة 353 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
الصفحة 270 - Tory, a Tory! A spy! A refugee! Hustle him! Away with him!" It was with great difficulty that the self-important man in the cocked hat restored order, and having assumed a tenfold austerity of brow, demanded again of the unknown culprit what he came there for, and whom he was seeking. The poor man humbly assured him that he meant no harm, but merely came there in search of some of his neighbors, who used to keep about the tavern. "Well, who are they? Name them.
الصفحة 266 - He grieved to give up his dog and gun ; he dreaded to meet his wife ; but it would not do to starve among the mountains. He shook his head, shouldered the rusty firelock, and with a heart full of trouble and anxiety turned his steps homeward. As he approached the village he met a number of people...
الصفحة 158 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
الصفحة 267 - A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it. Rip called him by name, but the cur snarled, showed his teeth, and passed on. This was an unkind cut, indeed. "My very dog," sighed poor Rip, "has forgotten me!
الصفحة 205 - An hour passed on — the Turk awoke; That bright dream was his last; He woke — to hear his sentries shriek, "To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!
الصفحة 228 - Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat...