The Oxford Anthology of American Literature, Band 1William Rose Benét, Norman Holmes Pearson Oxford University Press, 1938 - 1658 Seiten |
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... dead Indian under it ; on which , as little a fellow as he was , I know not whether some will not reckon it proper to inscribe the epitaph which the Italians use to bestow upon their dead popes : ' When the dog is dead , all his malice is ...
... dead Indian under it ; on which , as little a fellow as he was , I know not whether some will not reckon it proper to inscribe the epitaph which the Italians use to bestow upon their dead popes : ' When the dog is dead , all his malice is ...
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... dead . I removed the bed and examined the corpse . Yes , he was stone , stone dead . I placed my hand upon the heart and held it there many min- 30 40 50 utes . There was no pulsation . He was stone dead . His eye would trouble me no ...
... dead . I removed the bed and examined the corpse . Yes , he was stone , stone dead . I placed my hand upon the heart and held it there many min- 30 40 50 utes . There was no pulsation . He was stone dead . His eye would trouble me no ...
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... dead , is dead ! ' And through the misty air Passed like the mournful cry Of sunward sailing cranes . I saw the pallid corpse Of the dead sun Borne through the Northern sky . Blasts from Niffelheim Lifted the sheeted mists Around him as ...
... dead , is dead ! ' And through the misty air Passed like the mournful cry Of sunward sailing cranes . I saw the pallid corpse Of the dead sun Borne through the Northern sky . Blasts from Niffelheim Lifted the sheeted mists Around him as ...
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A True Relation of Virginia | 3 |
Richard Rich fl 1610 | 11 |
Nathaniel Ward c 15781652 | 20 |
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