The Ten Books of the Merrymakers, Volumen1Marshall Pinckney Wilder Circle Publishing Company, 1908 |
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... each Peruvian's prayer ! My tortured spirit turns from earth , to ease its bitter loathing ; My hatred is on all things here , because I want for nothing . THE GRAMMATICAL BOY BY BILL NYE Sometimes a sad , 15 HENRY J. FINN.
... each Peruvian's prayer ! My tortured spirit turns from earth , to ease its bitter loathing ; My hatred is on all things here , because I want for nothing . THE GRAMMATICAL BOY BY BILL NYE Sometimes a sad , 15 HENRY J. FINN.
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... turn out till it takes place ; and we shall come to an end some day , though we may never live to see it . " There was a smart tap on the looking - glass that hung upon the wall , followed instantly by another . " Gracious ! " said she ...
... turn out till it takes place ; and we shall come to an end some day , though we may never live to see it . " There was a smart tap on the looking - glass that hung upon the wall , followed instantly by another . " Gracious ! " said she ...
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... turn about And stare disdain at me , her finished job ? Why was the place one vast suspended shout Of laughter ? Why did all the daylight throb With soundless guffaw and dumb - stricken sob ? Helpless I stood among those awful cages ...
... turn about And stare disdain at me , her finished job ? Why was the place one vast suspended shout Of laughter ? Why did all the daylight throb With soundless guffaw and dumb - stricken sob ? Helpless I stood among those awful cages ...
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... turn out neat and durable discoveries that would stand for years . It was at this time that he noticed the swinging of a lamp in a church , and , observing that the oscillations were of equal duration , he inferred that this principle ...
... turn out neat and durable discoveries that would stand for years . It was at this time that he noticed the swinging of a lamp in a church , and , observing that the oscillations were of equal duration , he inferred that this principle ...
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... turn- ing over the pages of her book , as I tried to rescue a block of meat from the cold fat in which it lurked . " Here is a chapter on dinner . ' I am very hungry , ' ' Jag är myckel hungrig . ' Rather pretty , isn't it ? Hark at ...
... turn- ing over the pages of her book , as I tried to rescue a block of meat from the cold fat in which it lurked . " Here is a chapter on dinner . ' I am very hungry , ' ' Jag är myckel hungrig . ' Rather pretty , isn't it ? Hark at ...
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Página 7 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor , or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace, — lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will, Above or below, or within or without, And that's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Página 9 - Fifty, and FIFTY-FIVE. Little of all we value here Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large; Take it.
Página 8 - ... em, Never an axe had seen their chips, And the wedges flew from between their lips, Their blunt ends frizzled like celery-tips ; Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thorpughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died; That was the way he "put her through.
Página 129 - B. is a sensible man ; He stays to his home an' looks arter his folks ; He draws his furrer ez straight ez he can, An' into nobody's tater-patch pokes ; But John P. Robinson he Sez he wunt vote fer Guvener B. My ! ain't it terrible ? Wut shall we du ? We can't never choose him o...
Página 8 - or an " I tell yeou ")— He would build one shay to beat the taown 'N' the keounty 'n' all the kentry raoun' ; It should be so built that it couldn' break daown :— " Fur," said the Deacon, " 't's mighty plain Thut the weakes' place mus' stan' the strain 'N' the way t' fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest To make that place uz strong uz the rest.
Página 130 - Polk, you know, he is our country, An' the angel thet writes all our sins in a book Puts the debit to him, an' to us the per contry; An' John P. Robinson he Sez this is his view o
Página 10 - That there was n'ta chance for one to start. For the wheels were just as strong as the thills, And the floor was just as strong as the...
Página 205 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living present! Heart within, and GOD o'erhead!
Página 108 - By the first, many a smatterer acquires the reputation of a man of quick parts ; by the other many a dunderpate, like the owl, the stupidest of birds, comes to be considered the very type of wisdom.
Página 109 - ... a beer barrel on skids. His face, that infallible index of the mind, presented a vast expanse, unfurrowed by those lines and angles which disfigure the human countenance with what is termed expression. Two small gray eyes twinkled feebly in the midst, like two stars of lesser magnitude in a hazy firmament, and his full-fed cheeks, which seemed to have taken toll of every thing that went into his mouth, were curiously mottled and streaked with dusky red, like a spitzenberg apple.