The Last Chance: A Tale of the Golden WestMacmillan, 1905 - 461 páginas |
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... turning up incon- veniently soon , as it appeared to paterfamilias , after his departure to school . He was leaning against the corner of the police barrack , having just returned from a long official ride with Inspector Falcon ...
... turning up incon- veniently soon , as it appeared to paterfamilias , after his departure to school . He was leaning against the corner of the police barrack , having just returned from a long official ride with Inspector Falcon ...
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... turned out worthless . His tradespeople , usually forbearing , had suddenly disclosed monetary pressure - requiring to be relieved by cash pay- Altogether , the outlook was overclouded there was even a presage of storm and stress . The ...
... turned out worthless . His tradespeople , usually forbearing , had suddenly disclosed monetary pressure - requiring to be relieved by cash pay- Altogether , the outlook was overclouded there was even a presage of storm and stress . The ...
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... turned loam . As he came within a few paces of the Commissioner , he staggered and almost fell . That official sprang forward and caught him by the arm . Why , Jack Waters ! ' he said - I should hardly have known you . What have you ...
... turned loam . As he came within a few paces of the Commissioner , he staggered and almost fell . That official sprang forward and caught him by the arm . Why , Jack Waters ! ' he said - I should hardly have known you . What have you ...
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... turned out- and there's " Flash in the Pan " that I nearly bought into , paying a whacking dividend , and getting better as it goes down . You'll give security , of course ? What is it ? ' Every mortal thing I've got - cows and horses ...
... turned out- and there's " Flash in the Pan " that I nearly bought into , paying a whacking dividend , and getting better as it goes down . You'll give security , of course ? What is it ? ' Every mortal thing I've got - cows and horses ...
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... turned away , the haunt of the thirst demon and the fever fiend . ' Westhampton ! ' said the pair simultaneously . ' Why , you don't mean to say you've been there ! Whatever made you think of it ? Why , it's thousands of miles from here ...
... turned away , the haunt of the thirst demon and the fever fiend . ' Westhampton ! ' said the pair simultaneously . ' Why , you don't mean to say you've been there ! Whatever made you think of it ? Why , it's thousands of miles from here ...
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Página 388 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; 0 listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Página 386 - ... mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside. Green pastures she views in the midst of the dale, Down which she so often has tripped with her pail ; And a single small Cottage, a nest like a dove's, The one only dwelling on earth that she loves. She looks, and her heart is in heaven : but they fade, The mist and the river, the hill and the shade : The stream will not flow, and the hill will not rise,...
Página 306 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Página 383 - said I, ' let us match This water's pleasant tune With some old border-song, or catch That suits a summer's noon. ' Or of the church-clock and the chimes Sing here beneath the shade That half-mad thing of witty rhymes Which you last April made...
Página 409 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Página 408 - At length the freshening western blast Aside the shroud of battle cast ; And, first, the ridge of mingled spears Above the brightening cloud appears ; And in the smoke the pennons flew, As in the storm the white sea-mew. Then mark'd they, dashing broad and far, The broken billows of the war, And plumed crests of chieftains brave, Floating like foam upon the wave...
Página 387 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Página 407 - Front, flank, and rear, the squadrons sweep To break the Scottish circle deep That fought around their King. But yet, though thick the shafts as snow, Though charging knights like whirlwinds go, Though bill-men ply the ghastly blow, Unbroken was the ring; The stubborn spear-men still made good Their dark impenetrable wood, Each stepping where his comrade stood, The instant that he fell.
Página 386 - THE REVERIE OF POOR SUSAN. AT the corner of Wood Street, when daylight appears, Hangs a Thrush that sings loud, it has sung for three years : Poor Susan has passed by the spot, and has heard In the silence of morning the song of the Bird.
Página 388 - Of Travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands: A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.