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... leave of Husn Banu . Her waiting men and other servants , wearied with their attendance on the dervise , soon sought their beds and went to sleep . When the first watch of the night had passed the dervise with his forty slaves , who ...
... leave of Husn Banu . Her waiting men and other servants , wearied with their attendance on the dervise , soon sought their beds and went to sleep . When the first watch of the night had passed the dervise with his forty slaves , who ...
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... leave of Husn Banu , said , " My dear son , when will you return ? You must not long deprive me of your society . " Husn Banu , making a profound obeisance , said , " I hope that once every month I may kiss your Majesty's threshold ...
... leave of Husn Banu , said , " My dear son , when will you return ? You must not long deprive me of your society . " Husn Banu , making a profound obeisance , said , " I hope that once every month I may kiss your Majesty's threshold ...
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... leave the nest for any length of time till she had hatched her infant brood . Her tender mate every morning took her place while she picked up a hasty breakfast , and often , before he tasted any food himself , cheered her with a song ...
... leave the nest for any length of time till she had hatched her infant brood . Her tender mate every morning took her place while she picked up a hasty breakfast , and often , before he tasted any food himself , cheered her with a song ...
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... leave our home - we may still remain here . " " Is it not I , mother , " cried the little urchin , " who am the ... leaves , whilst tears of joy trickled down her cheeks . All turned out as she expected , every item was written down as ...
... leave our home - we may still remain here . " " Is it not I , mother , " cried the little urchin , " who am the ... leaves , whilst tears of joy trickled down her cheeks . All turned out as she expected , every item was written down as ...
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... leave of Husn Banu , and , having conducted the Prince Munir to the Mihman - serai ( the house ap- pointed for guests or strangers ) , he set out on his journey . Haitim began to consider in his mind , " Now , where am I to go , of whom ...
... leave of Husn Banu , and , having conducted the Prince Munir to the Mihman - serai ( the house ap- pointed for guests or strangers ) , he set out on his journey . Haitim began to consider in his mind , " Now , where am I to go , of whom ...
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answered arrived asked beautiful began behold Benson birds blessed brother Catskin chaffinches child Cinderella Count Paris Cozro creature cried Cymbeline daughter dear death delighted Dustman earth eyes father fear flew flowers Frederick Ganimed garden gave give gold golden green Haitim hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hermia Husn Banu journey King knew lady leave live Livy looked lord lord Capulet Lysander Macbeth maiden mamma master mind morning mother Moudouri mountain nest never night Nourjahad Orlando Ormuz palace passed peri pleasure poor pray pretty prince princess Prospero queen Redbreasts replied returned Robin round Shylock sing sister sleep song soon stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Tittone told took tree Tybalt voice wife wings wish wonderful wood words Yemen young youth
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Página 62 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Página 112 - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Página 208 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Página 75 - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Página 116 - Why, this bond is forfeit ; And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off Nearest the merchant's heart : Be merciful ; Take thrice thy money ; bid me tear the bond.
Página 115 - I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Página 40 - 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!
Página 287 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Página 57 - our Mayor's a noddy And as for our Corporation — shocking To think we buy gowns lined with ermine For dolts that can't or won't determine What's best to rid us of our vermin! You hope, because you're old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease? Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
Página 208 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.