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... Hand 169 JOHN FOSTER KIRK . " To the Credit of My Lord of Burgundy " 172 • ANNIE CHAMBERS KETCHUM . Sea - Weeds . 174 THOMAS STARR KING . The Business and Glory of Eternity GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS . The New Livery Spring Song Our Cousin ...
... Hand 169 JOHN FOSTER KIRK . " To the Credit of My Lord of Burgundy " 172 • ANNIE CHAMBERS KETCHUM . Sea - Weeds . 174 THOMAS STARR KING . The Business and Glory of Eternity GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS . The New Livery Spring Song Our Cousin ...
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... hands deep , and moved them back and forth from time to time , giving the skirts a wing - like action . Having taken Lady Toppingham's hand , and shaken that too , and assured her of his pleasure in meeting her also , he put his own ...
... hands deep , and moved them back and forth from time to time , giving the skirts a wing - like action . Having taken Lady Toppingham's hand , and shaken that too , and assured her of his pleasure in meeting her also , he put his own ...
第 16 頁
... hand , he took the M.P.'s , and shaking it vigor- ously , said , " Happy to hev the pleasure of meetin ' you , sir . Don't know you personally , but know you very well by reputtation . ” As our host looked next at me , I managed to ...
... hand , he took the M.P.'s , and shaking it vigor- ously , said , " Happy to hev the pleasure of meetin ' you , sir . Don't know you personally , but know you very well by reputtation . ” As our host looked next at me , I managed to ...
第 17 頁
... hand , he shook it well . " Happy to make your acquaintance , sir . Your fame , sir , is widely ex - tended over the civil - ized globe . Hev n't hed the pleasure of meetin ' you before , sir , but know you very well by reputation ...
... hand , he shook it well . " Happy to make your acquaintance , sir . Your fame , sir , is widely ex - tended over the civil - ized globe . Hev n't hed the pleasure of meetin ' you before , sir , but know you very well by reputation ...
第 18 頁
... hand for it . After a brief hesitation he resigned it , saying , " Ain't ye goin ' to give me no check for that ? Haow do I know I'll git it agin ? Haowever , it's Lord Toppingham's haouse , an ' he's responsible , I guess . That's good ...
... hand for it . After a brief hesitation he resigned it , saying , " Ain't ye goin ' to give me no check for that ? Haow do I know I'll git it agin ? Haowever , it's Lord Toppingham's haouse , an ' he's responsible , I guess . That's good ...
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第 54 頁 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
第 470 頁 - The enemies of my lord the king, and all that rise against thee to do thee hurt, be as that young man is." "And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate and wept ; and as he went, thus he said, 0 my son Absalom ! my son, my son Absalom ! would God I had died for thee, 0 Absalom, my son, my son!
第 31 頁 - Swept on, with his wild eye full of fire. But lo ! he is nearing his heart's desire ; He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray, With Sheridan only five miles away. The first that the general saw were the groups Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops. What was done ? what to do ? a glance told him both...
第 39 頁 - Bind me, ye woodbines, in your twines ; Curl me about, ye gadding vines ; And oh so close your circles lace, That I may never leave this place : But lest your fetters prove too weak, Ere I your silken bondage break, Do you, O brambles, chain me too, And, courteous briars, nail me through.
第 317 頁 - So, when the summer calleth, On forest and field of grain, With an equal murmur falleth The cooling drip of the rain; Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Wet with the rain, the Blue; Wet with the rain, the Gray.
第 197 頁 - From the Desert I come to thee On a stallion shod with fire; And the winds are left behind In the speed of my desire. Under thy window I stand, And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
第 242 頁 - em well; Says he, 'That's Banks; he's fond of shell. Lord, save his soul ! We'll give him — well, That's Stonewall Jackson's Way.
第 198 頁 - the soldiers cried, The outer trenches guarding, When the heated guns of the camps allied Grew weary of bombarding. The dark Redan, in silent scoff, Lay, grim and threatening, under; And the tawny mound of the Malakoff No longer belched its thunder. There was a pause. A guardsman said: " We storm the forts to-morrow ; Sing while we may, another day Will bring enough of sorrow.
第 106 頁 - Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow ! What cares he? he cannot know: Lay him low...
第 419 頁 - Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. My beloved is mine, and I am his he feedeth among the lilies. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.