The Californian, Band 1A. Roman, 1880 |
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... poor girl , at once tasted them— ” " And وو 66 -and now lies senseless ! " " Great heavens ! " cried Brande , turning to " Poisoned ? " me . " Poisoned ! " I moaned . ACT II . Chased by Brande as by a shadow , I in turn tracked two ...
... poor girl , at once tasted them— ” " And وو 66 -and now lies senseless ! " " Great heavens ! " cried Brande , turning to " Poisoned ? " me . " Poisoned ! " I moaned . ACT II . Chased by Brande as by a shadow , I in turn tracked two ...
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... poor country ? Not fit for our graves ! To be happy on earth one must be born in Su- chow , live in Canton , and die in Lianchau . T - r - r - r ! Begone ! " I had gone back a few steps , and could see into his room . I heard a chuckle ...
... poor country ? Not fit for our graves ! To be happy on earth one must be born in Su- chow , live in Canton , and die in Lianchau . T - r - r - r ! Begone ! " I had gone back a few steps , and could see into his room . I heard a chuckle ...
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... Poor fellow ! " he said to himself in. Yet holds him waiting , listening so . " Tong - ko - lin - sing ! " " Why all this trouble for a woman ? " he asked , gravely . " Women are plenty , for to be- come one is a future punishment of ...
... Poor fellow ! " he said to himself in. Yet holds him waiting , listening so . " Tong - ko - lin - sing ! " " Why all this trouble for a woman ? " he asked , gravely . " Women are plenty , for to be- come one is a future punishment of ...
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" Poor fellow ! " he said to himself in pity . " He has lost his wits ! See , my boy , " he said to me , rising and walking toward her . " Emp- ty space , all empty space . " He swung his arms about him , but she moved swiftly toward me ...
" Poor fellow ! " he said to himself in pity . " He has lost his wits ! See , my boy , " he said to me , rising and walking toward her . " Emp- ty space , all empty space . " He swung his arms about him , but she moved swiftly toward me ...
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... poor opinion of the Californians in either light , for , if they like not , they are as unresponsive as a medium's table when the unbeliever is present . The independence of Californian opinion has grown up quite naturally , as the ...
... poor opinion of the Californians in either light , for , if they like not , they are as unresponsive as a medium's table when the unbeliever is present . The independence of Californian opinion has grown up quite naturally , as the ...
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Ada Cavendish ain't Alviny American arms asked beautiful better Bill Parsons Blethers boys California called camp Chaparral Chinese civilization cloud forces Colonel Holten color dance dark dead door Estevanico eyes face father feel feet fire flowers girl give gold ground hand head heart hills horse hundred Indians knew lady land laugh light live Loly look Marcos de Niza Maydole ment Mexico miles mind Miss morning mother Mount Shasta mountain nature Nessie never night Norman obsidian passed Plattdeutsch present river Roger Peterson San Francisco seemed side smile South spirit stood strange sweet Sylvia tell Theodora thing thought thousand tion town trees turned Vera Cruz voice walked wild wind woman women word young
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Seite 268 - His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream ; And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal 100 Of his chamber in the east. Meanwhile, welcome joy and feast, Midnight shout and revelry, Tipsy dance and jollity.
Seite 275 - ... rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more ; So deemed the man who fashioned for the sense These lofty pillars, spread that branching roof Self-poised, and scooped into ten thousand cells, Where light and shade repose, where music dwells Lingering — and wandering on as loth to die; Like thoughts whose very sweetness yieldeth proof That they were born for immortality.
Seite 277 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Seite 167 - And mantled with its beauty ; and the walls That close the universe with crystal in Are eloquent with voices that proclaim The unseen glories of immensity In harmonies too perfect and too high For aught but beings of celestial...
Seite 136 - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, Ye. ! Whose agonies are evils of a day — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay. The Niobe of nations ! there she stands, Childless and crownless, in her voiceless woe ; An empty urn within...
Seite 154 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Seite 44 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food, For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Seite 150 - The rough, dark-skirted wilderness; The dun and bladed grass no less, Pointing from this hoary tower In the windless air; the flower Glimmering at my feet; the line Of the...
Seite 365 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Seite 336 - A gigantic beauty of a stallion, fresh and responsive to my caresses, Head high in the forehead, wide between the ears, Limbs glossy and supple, tail dusting the ground, Eyes full of sparkling wickedness, ears finely cut, flexibly moving.