Bud: A NovelHarper & Brothers, 1907 - 314 Seiten |
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... feel quite at home at once . " " Tuts ! ' Tis just a diversion . I know it'll cheer him wonderfully to find at the start that if there's no young folk in the house there's some of the eternal Prank . I suppose there are cats in Chicago ...
... feel quite at home at once . " " Tuts ! ' Tis just a diversion . I know it'll cheer him wonderfully to find at the start that if there's no young folk in the house there's some of the eternal Prank . I suppose there are cats in Chicago ...
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... feel it , for that's all that I can boast of myself . When I was a boy at the school there was another boy , a great friend of my own , was chosen to compete for a prize I was thought incapable of taking , so that I was not on the list ...
... feel it , for that's all that I can boast of myself . When I was a boy at the school there was another boy , a great friend of my own , was chosen to compete for a prize I was thought incapable of taking , so that I was not on the list ...
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... feel I feel and know ! She might have come , the child , to days of fast , and sombre dark drugget garments , dissonant harsh competing kettle bells , or spoiled harvests , poor fishings , hungry hours . It was good for her , and it is ...
... feel I feel and know ! She might have come , the child , to days of fast , and sombre dark drugget garments , dissonant harsh competing kettle bells , or spoiled harvests , poor fishings , hungry hours . It was good for her , and it is ...
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... feel anything , Bud ? " she asked . Bud naturally failed to comprehend . " You ought to feel something at your back ; I'm ticklish all down the back because of a hundred eyes . " " I know , " said the astounding child . " They think we ...
... feel anything , Bud ? " she asked . Bud naturally failed to comprehend . " You ought to feel something at your back ; I'm ticklish all down the back because of a hundred eyes . " " I know , " said the astounding child . " They think we ...
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... feel if she were dry yet . Honest tears were in her own eyes at the thought of such distressing affairs . " The ship at last struck on a rock , " proceeded Bud , " so the captain lashed me— ” " I would lash him , the villain ! " cried ...
... feel if she were dry yet . Honest tears were in her own eyes at the thought of such distressing affairs . " The ship at last struck on a rock , " proceeded Bud , " so the captain lashed me— ” " I would lash him , the villain ! " cried ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Ailie's Aunt Auntie Ailie Auntie Bell bairn Betty Baxter Brash brother Bud's burgh called Captain Charles cheerful Chicago child Colin Cleland Colonsay daft dancing Daniel Dyce dear door Dyce Academy Dyce's Edinburgh exclaimed eyes face feel first-foot Footles garden girl glad guess Hallowe'en hand happy hear heard heart hope hurry isle of Colonsay Jim Molyneux Kate MacNeill Kate's kind kitchen knew Lady Anne lassie laughed lawyer Lennox Dyce letter look maid Maryfield mind Miss Ailie Miss Amelia Miss Bell Miss Dyce Miss Jean Miss Macintosh Miss Minto morning never nice night Oronsay parlor poetry poor round Scotch Scotland sister smile street sure sweet talk tawse tell there's thing thought town Turner's corner Uncle Wanton Wully What's wild geese window Winifred Wallace wonder Wully Oliver Year's Day
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 69 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Seite 109 - Methought I heard a voice cry "Sleep no more! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care; The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!
Seite 307 - When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.
Seite 109 - Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep,' the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean ? Macb. Still it cried ' Sleep no more ! ' to all the house : ' Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more ; Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Seite 53 - America, on the east by the Atlantic Ocean, on the west by the Pacific, and on the south by the State and Gulf of Mexico.
Seite 91 - tis in good manners, and not in good dress, That the truest gentility lies.' AT Meddlesome Matty ONE ugly trick has often spoiled The sweetest and the best ; Matilda, though a pleasant child, One ugly trick possessed, Which, like a cloud before the skies, Hid all her better qualities. Sometimes she'd lift the tea-pot lid, To peep at what was in it ; Or tilt the kettle, if you did But turn your back a minute. In vain you told her not to touch, Her trick of meddling grew so much. Her grandmamma went...
Seite 197 - How art thou fallen from heaven, 0 Lucifer, son of the morning ! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations...
Seite 2 - DAMSEJ. possessed of great beauty, She stood by her own father's gate : The gallant Hussars were on duty, To view them this maiden did wait. Their horses were capering and prancing, Their accoutrements shone like a star ; From the plains they were nearer advancing, She espied her young gallant Hussar.
Seite 137 - He pleased God, and was beloved of him: so that living among sinners he was translated. Yea, speedily was he taken away, lest that wickedness should alter his understanding, or deceit beguile his soul.
Seite 205 - The lamb from the braken, and doe from the glen, The salt sea we'll harry, and bring to our Charlie The cream from the bothy and curd from the pen.