Chambers's narrative series of standard reading books, Book 6 |
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... hands . In three minutes more , however , they were at the edge of the sand ; but when they reached it , they saw that the sand was now in stripes , the water in sheets . ' We shall do yet , ' said Cross , ' for here is a girl before He ...
... hands . In three minutes more , however , they were at the edge of the sand ; but when they reached it , they saw that the sand was now in stripes , the water in sheets . ' We shall do yet , ' said Cross , ' for here is a girl before He ...
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... hand to Hope , who was following , like an experienced wader , taking very short steps , and with his legs well stretched out , to prevent his being swept away by the force of the water . Hope grasped the hand thus held out to him , and ...
... hand to Hope , who was following , like an experienced wader , taking very short steps , and with his legs well stretched out , to prevent his being swept away by the force of the water . Hope grasped the hand thus held out to him , and ...
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... hands before her , and her pretty head on one side , while she recalled the past . It was so this evening - while the other women worked , the farmer's wife sat before her spinning - wheel without spinning , and Goodman Prudence saw it ...
... hands before her , and her pretty head on one side , while she recalled the past . It was so this evening - while the other women worked , the farmer's wife sat before her spinning - wheel without spinning , and Goodman Prudence saw it ...
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... hands under her apron , she began talking to herself in a low voice : " In very truth , my task is not fit for a Christian , and it is a great pity at my age that I alone should be tormented by so many cares . If I were more diligent ...
... hands under her apron , she began talking to herself in a low voice : " In very truth , my task is not fit for a Christian , and it is a great pity at my age that I alone should be tormented by so many cares . If I were more diligent ...
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... hands , laughed and sang , any noise , bad or good , Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood . 10 . And all I remember is friends flocking round As I sate with his head ' twixt my knees on the ground , And no voice but was ...
... hands , laughed and sang , any noise , bad or good , Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood . 10 . And all I remember is friends flocking round As I sate with his head ' twixt my knees on the ground , And no voice but was ...
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Page 172 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, " Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you "—here I opened wide the door.
Page 32 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Page 130 - I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married, and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
Page 69 - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken — The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
Page 32 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track, And one eye's black intelligence — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance; And the thick heavy spume-flakes, which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on.
Page 123 - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows? Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge- — That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Page 127 - Hebrides. Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending...
Page 32 - Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Page 172 - Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, " 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Page 178 - I've heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning.