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... Sleep ....... Marguerite .. .................. .. Marseillaise , The .. ..... Paul Hamilton Hayne ..... XXII . 156 J. H Blow ....... XXIII . 138 ... John G Saxe ....... XXIII . 28 ***** Gertrude Manly Jones ... XXIV . 157 Evelyn Noble ...
... Sleep ....... Marguerite .. .................. .. Marseillaise , The .. ..... Paul Hamilton Hayne ..... XXII . 156 J. H Blow ....... XXIII . 138 ... John G Saxe ....... XXIII . 28 ***** Gertrude Manly Jones ... XXIV . 157 Evelyn Noble ...
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... sleep , their gray heads touched ; and his arm found its way along the back of the seat , and his hand rested on her shoulder . M. QUAD . WORK , WORK AWAY . Contributed by the author , Virgil Alonzo Pinkley , Director of the Dep't of ...
... sleep , their gray heads touched ; and his arm found its way along the back of the seat , and his hand rested on her shoulder . M. QUAD . WORK , WORK AWAY . Contributed by the author , Virgil Alonzo Pinkley , Director of the Dep't of ...
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... sleep that was dark and deep , Came over their weary eyes , And they dreamed strange dreams , Of the hills and streams And the blue of their native skies , The Christmas chimes Of the good old times , Were heard in each dying ear , And ...
... sleep that was dark and deep , Came over their weary eyes , And they dreamed strange dreams , Of the hills and streams And the blue of their native skies , The Christmas chimes Of the good old times , Were heard in each dying ear , And ...
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... sleep , and no grave so deep That can hold a human soul . THE WIND AND THE MOON . AID the Wind to the Moon , " I will blow you out . You stare In the air Like a ghost in a chair , Always looking what I am about ; I hate to be watched ...
... sleep , and no grave so deep That can hold a human soul . THE WIND AND THE MOON . AID the Wind to the Moon , " I will blow you out . You stare In the air Like a ghost in a chair , Always looking what I am about ; I hate to be watched ...
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... sleeping . I scraped leaves over him to keep off the cold dews of night , and an hour later when my duties were done , I lay down , wrapped in my blanket , to sweet slumber . Daylight came , stirring the camps and army to new NUMBER ...
... sleeping . I scraped leaves over him to keep off the cold dews of night , and an hour later when my duties were done , I lay down , wrapped in my blanket , to sweet slumber . Daylight came , stirring the camps and army to new NUMBER ...
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Page 77 - Other refuge have I none; Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; Leave, ah, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing.
Page 203 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy : You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well...
Page 164 - Will't please you sit and look at her? I said "Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have...
Page 165 - In speech — (which I have not) to make your will Quite clear to such an one, and say, "Just this Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss, Or there exceed the mark...
Page 164 - Fra Pandolf' by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I...
Page 79 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 97 - Ah, gentlemen ! that was a dreadful mistake. Such a secret can be safe nowhere. The whole creation of God has neither nook nor corner where the guilty can bestow it, and say it is safe.
Page 98 - He thinks the whole world sees it in his face, reads it in his eyes, and almost hears its workings in the very silence of his thoughts. It has become his master. It betrays his discretion, it breaks down his courage, it conquers his prudence. When suspicions from without begin to embarrass him, and the net of circumstances to entangle him, the fatal secret struggles with still greater violence to burst forth.
Page 13 - These clumsy feet still in the mire, Go crushing blossoms without end; These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust Among the heartstrings of a friend. "The ill-timed truth we might have kept — Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung? The word we had not sense to say — Who knows how grandly it had rung...
Page 94 - WHEN Britain first, at heaven's command, Arose from out the azure main, This was the charter of the land, And guardian angels sung this strain : ' Rule, Britannia, rule the waves ; Britons never will be slaves.