A Book of American LiteratureFranklyn Bliss Snyder, Edward Douglas Snyder Macmillan, 1935 - 1137 Seiten |
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... river may not wet me ! " And the Larch , with all its fibres , Shivered in the air of morning , Touched his forehead with its tassels , Said , with one long sigh of sorrow , " Take them all , Ŏ Hiawatha ! " From the earth he tore the ...
... river may not wet me ! " And the Larch , with all its fibres , Shivered in the air of morning , Touched his forehead with its tassels , Said , with one long sigh of sorrow , " Take them all , Ŏ Hiawatha ! " From the earth he tore the ...
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... river they are always understood and are always in- teresting . Your true pilot cares nothing 25 about anything on earth but the river , and his pride in his occupation surpasses the pride of kings . 15 We had a fine company of these river ...
... river they are always understood and are always in- teresting . Your true pilot cares nothing 25 about anything on earth but the river , and his pride in his occupation surpasses the pride of kings . 15 We had a fine company of these river ...
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... river in every fifty , I began to feel that I could take a boat down to New Orleans if I could make her skip those ... river tells you when you are coming to it . Then there's your pitch - dark night ; the river is 15 a very different ...
... river in every fifty , I began to feel that I could take a boat down to New Orleans if I could make her skip those ... river tells you when you are coming to it . Then there's your pitch - dark night ; the river is 15 a very different ...
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