The day's workCharles Scribner's Sons, 1899 |
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... voice . As Lutyens mounted Grey Dawn he looked at his men , and they did not look pretty . They were covered with dust and sweat in streaks . Their yellow boots were almost black , their wrists . were red and lumpy , and their eyes ...
... voice . As Lutyens mounted Grey Dawn he looked at his men , and they did not look pretty . They were covered with dust and sweat in streaks . Their yellow boots were almost black , their wrists . were red and lumpy , and their eyes ...
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... along on his little bobtail in a cloud of dust ; and Powell was sitting on the ground , hammering with his stick and try- ing to cheer . All the others were shouting at the top of what was left of their voices , and 69 THE MALTESE CAT.
... along on his little bobtail in a cloud of dust ; and Powell was sitting on the ground , hammering with his stick and try- ing to cheer . All the others were shouting at the top of what was left of their voices , and 69 THE MALTESE CAT.
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Rudyard Kipling. top of what was left of their voices , and the men who had been spilt were shouting too . As soon as the people saw no one was hurt , ten thousand native and English shouted and clapped and yelled . and before any one ...
Rudyard Kipling. top of what was left of their voices , and the men who had been spilt were shouting too . As soon as the people saw no one was hurt , ten thousand native and English shouted and clapped and yelled . and before any one ...
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... voice . The Man from Orizava watched the Chief keenly , as a possible rival . " I'm not telling the story for the sake of talking merely , " said the Chief , " but as a warning against betting , unless you bet on a perrfect certainty ...
... voice . The Man from Orizava watched the Chief keenly , as a possible rival . " I'm not telling the story for the sake of talking merely , " said the Chief , " but as a warning against betting , unless you bet on a perrfect certainty ...
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... voice of McPhee singing of home and the domestic affections . 66 McPhee has a friend aboard to - night — a man who was a boiler - maker at Greenock when McPhee was a ' prentice , " said the first officer . " I didn't ask him to dine ...
... voice of McPhee singing of home and the domestic affections . 66 McPhee has a friend aboard to - night — a man who was a boiler - maker at Greenock when McPhee was a ' prentice , " said the first officer . " I didn't ask him to dine ...
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ain't ambulance Archangels auld Badalia ball Bell Benami bloomin Board boat body-snatcher Breslau Brugglesmith Buchonian buggle Calder called cars Cottar curate curick Dempsey dinghy dinner doctor dreams drink engine-room engineer Eustace Hanna eyes Faiz-Ullah freight Georgie girl grey Grey Dawn Grotkau Gunnison Street half hand head heard Herodsfoot Holdock hot-box hundred Induna Janet Jenny keep Kite Kittiwynk knew Laddie Lammergeyer Larut Lascar Loo's mother laughed looked Lutyens Maltese Cat Master Georgie McPhee McRimmon miles minute Mogul navvy never night passengers play Polaris policeman Poney ponies pound Powell Purple Emperor road round RUDYARD KIPLING Sargent Shikast Shiraz shouted side Sister Eva Skidars Steiner talk tell There's things Thirty-Mile Ride thought told took track Visigoth voice What's wife Wilton woman yards Yon's young Bannister
Pasajes populares
Página 191 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 38 - O TRINITY of love and power, Our brethren shield in danger's hour ; From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glad hymns of praise from land and -sea.
Página 231 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Página 17 - All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Página 250 - Girls and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all.
Página 38 - And that's how the Visigoth went down, for no assignable reason, with eighty bags of mail, five hundred souls, and not a single packet insured, on just such a night as this.' ' Oh, Trinity of love and power, Our brethren shield in that dread hour, From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go. Thus evermore shall rise to Thee Glad hymns of praise by land and sea.
Página 72 - Cat did not complain much when the veterinary surgeon said that he would be no good for polo any more. When Lutyens married, his wife did not allow him to play, so he was forced to be an umpire; and his pony on these occasions was a fleabitten grey with a neat polo-tail, lame all round, but desperately quick on his feet, and, as everybody knew, Past Pluperfect Prestissimo Player of the Game.
Página 192 - In the beginning of things she had been unregenerate; had worn the heavy fluffy fringe which is the ornament of the costermonger's girl, and there is a legend in Gunnison Street that on her wedding-day she, a flare-lamp in either hand, danced dances on a discarded lover's winkle-barrow, till a policeman interfered, and then Badalia danced with the Law amid shoutings. Those were her days of fatness, and they did not last long, for her husband after two years took to himself another woman, and passed...
Página 48 - Corks, who saw that, if he were not quick, it would run beyond the boundaries. That long bouncing drive gave the Archangels time to wheel and send three men across the ground to head off Corks. Kittiwynk stayed where she was, for she knew the game. Corks was on the ball half a fraction of a second before the others came up...
Página 47 - ... riders were excellent players, but they were a team of crack players instead of a crack team ; and that made all the difference in the world. They honestly meant to play together, but it is very hard for four men, each the best of the team he is picked from, to remember that in polo no brilliancy of hitting or riding makes up for playing alone. Their captain shouted his orders to them by name, and it is a curious thing that if you call his name aloud in public after an Englishman you make him...