Works. [Seven Seas Ed.], Volumen7Doubleday, Page, 1914 |
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Página 255 - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out of the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide, in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.
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Página 250 - There was indiscriminate firing at the rear of the train, a return fire from the darkness without and unlimited howling. Dick stretched himself on the floor, wild with delight at the sounds and the smells. " God is very good — I never thought I'd hear this again. Give 'em hell, men. Oh, give 'em hell !
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