 I would rather have lived in a hut with a vine growing over the door, and the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky —...  American Medicine - Page 6631921Full view - About this book
 | Robert Green Ingersoll - 1878 - 232 pages
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me — I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless... | |
 | James Baird McClure - 1879 - 151 pages
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me. I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tangueless silence... | |
 | James Baird McClure - 1879 - 151 pages
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me. I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tengueless silence... | |
 | James Baird McClure - 1879
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me. I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless silence... | |
 | Robert Green Ingersoll - 1882 - 157 pages
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me ; I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless silence... | |
 | Robert Green Ingersoll - 1881 - 157 pages
...growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with ray loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me ; I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless silence... | |
 | Robert Green Ingersoll - 1888 - 317 pages
...growing purple in the amorous kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant, with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day...died out of the sky — with my' children upon my knees and their arms about me — I would rather have been that man, and gone down to the tongueless... | |
 | 1888
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun; I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sky, with my children upon my knees and their arms about me; I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless silence... | |
 | 1889
...purple in the amorous kisses of the autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant, with my wife by my side knitting as the day died out of the sky — with my children upon my knees and their arms about me — I would rather have been that man and gone down to the tongueless... | |
 | 1889 - 529 pages
...the grapes growing purple in the kisses of the Autumn sun. I would rather have been that poor peasant with my loving wife by my side, knitting as the day died out of the sk> — with my children upon my knees and their anus about me. I would. rather have been that man... | |
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