The MasterW. Heinemann, 1895 - 460 pages |
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... course you will ; he saved his flag , " said Matt , with shining eyes . His mother shook her head , and set the roses on her bonnet nodding gaily to the leaping flame . " Your father was born a Sandemanian , " she sighed . " What is ...
... course you will ; he saved his flag , " said Matt , with shining eyes . His mother shook her head , and set the roses on her bonnet nodding gaily to the leaping flame . " Your father was born a Sandemanian , " she sighed . " What is ...
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... course , when tiny threads of water spurt from holes in the sand , they pause to dig up the delicate clam , with savoury anticipations of chowder . Farther and farther they wander , till their backs are bowed with the spoil , the shell ...
... course , when tiny threads of water spurt from holes in the sand , they pause to dig up the delicate clam , with savoury anticipations of chowder . Farther and farther they wander , till their backs are bowed with the spoil , the shell ...
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... course is diagonal , and if they make land at all it will be very far from their original starting - point . David keeps the boy to port , and adjusts his stroke to his . After a while , feeling himself well buoyed up by the handles ...
... course is diagonal , and if they make land at all it will be very far from their original starting - point . David keeps the boy to port , and adjusts his stroke to his . After a while , feeling himself well buoyed up by the handles ...
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... course , I shan't go back to school any more , " he said lightly , remembering the point had not come up . " Oh yes , you will . " His mother's first instinct was always of contradiction . " I may get a job an ' raise a little money ...
... course , I shan't go back to school any more , " he said lightly , remembering the point had not come up . " Oh yes , you will . " His mother's first instinct was always of contradiction . " I may get a job an ' raise a little money ...
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... 'pose I take Harriet off your han's ? " Mrs. Strang answered hesitatingly , " It is rael kind o ' you , deacon . But , of course , Harriet couldn't live here with you . " " Hey ? Why not ? " " She's too ole . " " And how ole 42 THE MASTER.
... 'pose I take Harriet off your han's ? " Mrs. Strang answered hesitatingly , " It is rael kind o ' you , deacon . But , of course , Harriet couldn't live here with you . " " Hey ? Why not ? " " She's too ole . " " And how ole 42 THE MASTER.
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Page 56 - And he opened the bottomless pit ; and there arose a smoke out of the pit, as the smoke of a great furnace ; and the sun and the air were darkened by reason of the smoke of the pit.
Page 238 - Ah! Then, if mine had been the Painter's hand, To express what then I saw, and add the gleam, The light that never was, on sea or land, The consecration, and the Poet's dream; I would have planted thee, thou hoary Pile Amid a world how different from this!
Page 35 - GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild, Look upon a little child, Pity my simplicity, Suffer me to come to thee.
Page 32 - Now when Ezra had prayed, and when he had confessed, weeping and casting himself down before the house of God, there assembled unto him out of Israel a very great congregation of men and women and children: for the people wept very sore.
Page 73 - I," said the Sparrow, "With my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin." Who saw him die? "I," said the Fly, " With my little eye, I saw him die." Who caught his blood? "I," said the Fish, "With my little dish, I caught his blood.
Page 373 - Form remains, the Function never dies; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish; - be it so! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
Page 279 - I must go, for my kinsfolk pray In the little grey church on the shore to-day. Twill be Easter-time in the world — ah me ! And I lose my poor soul, Merman, here with thee.