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... never suffered any of these things myself , ' said I , and I have travelled much . ' " That is because you are fat , ' returned the stout gentleman calmly . You will probably die of apo- plexy , without any previous warning whatsoever ...
... never suffered any of these things myself , ' said I , and I have travelled much . ' " That is because you are fat , ' returned the stout gentleman calmly . You will probably die of apo- plexy , without any previous warning whatsoever ...
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... never discover the opening through which the gun had been fired ; or whether , as I have some- times thought since , the mute earned a mitigation of his sentence by acting as a spy , I cannot say , but no allusion was ever made to the ...
... never discover the opening through which the gun had been fired ; or whether , as I have some- times thought since , the mute earned a mitigation of his sentence by acting as a spy , I cannot say , but no allusion was ever made to the ...
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... never come across anything so keen and nasty as I do even in renovated Paris . As for Rome , pheugh ! ramble about a ruin , but hold your nose . As for Naples , is not the deep blue of the Mediterranean tinged - no , not tinged , but ...
... never come across anything so keen and nasty as I do even in renovated Paris . As for Rome , pheugh ! ramble about a ruin , but hold your nose . As for Naples , is not the deep blue of the Mediterranean tinged - no , not tinged , but ...
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... never saw a more cheerless dwelling . I was just opening my mouth to speak , when the sound of hoofs came on the wind , and a man mounted on a white pony , with a basket on his arm , came trotting at a sharp pace , gaily whistling . I ...
... never saw a more cheerless dwelling . I was just opening my mouth to speak , when the sound of hoofs came on the wind , and a man mounted on a white pony , with a basket on his arm , came trotting at a sharp pace , gaily whistling . I ...
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... never see you more . Why do I do it ? To be rich , man - rich ! I've been poor long enough , and the mountain is full of wealth . But it's guarded ! guarded ! ' Here he began to mutter and croon unintelligibly , and the dreadful ...
... never see you more . Why do I do it ? To be rich , man - rich ! I've been poor long enough , and the mountain is full of wealth . But it's guarded ! guarded ! ' Here he began to mutter and croon unintelligibly , and the dreadful ...
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Página 196 - Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific— and all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise— Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Página 92 - 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
Página 92 - 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. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Página 93 - 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...
Página 94 - To Rat-land home his commentary: Which was, 'At the first shrill notes of the pipe, I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, And putting apples, wondrous ripe, Into a cider-press's gripe...
Página 93 - For calling up that spot of joy. She had A heart — how shall I say? — too soon made glad. Too easily impressed: she liked whate'er She looked on, and her looks went everywhere. Sir...
Página 93 - And then how I shall lie through centuries, And hear the blessed mutter of the mass, And see God made and eaten all day long...
Página 92 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.
Página 13 - All the king's servants, and the people of the king's provinces, do know, that whosoever, whether man or woman, shall come unto the king into the inner court, who is not called, there is one law of his to put him to death, except such to whom the king shall hold out the golden sceptre, that he may live...
Página 92 - The bas-relief in bronze ye promised me, Those Pans and Nymphs ye wot of, and perchance Some tripod, thyrsus, with a vase or so, The Saviour at his sermon on the mount, Saint Praxed in a glory...