The Overland MonthlySamuel Carson, 1920 |
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... natural voice . She was , however , of a temperament too cold— too reserved for what should be the most expressive art in the world . She had signed for a long engagement , but the management did , I believe , try to settle with her ...
... natural voice . She was , however , of a temperament too cold— too reserved for what should be the most expressive art in the world . She had signed for a long engagement , but the management did , I believe , try to settle with her ...
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... natural cook , and could turn out biscuits of such lightness , delicacy and flavor as to delight the senses . It was a pleasant experience to drive up to his door on a cold winter evening and see old Spike standing in the doorway , beam ...
... natural cook , and could turn out biscuits of such lightness , delicacy and flavor as to delight the senses . It was a pleasant experience to drive up to his door on a cold winter evening and see old Spike standing in the doorway , beam ...
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... Naturally we travelled . It was some time before either of us spoke after our abrupt departure . Then Grover spoke . " Bill , that's what I call going some . And her hitched up with that Dopey - what do you think of wo- mén anyway ...
... Naturally we travelled . It was some time before either of us spoke after our abrupt departure . Then Grover spoke . " Bill , that's what I call going some . And her hitched up with that Dopey - what do you think of wo- mén anyway ...
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... natural thing for a girl of Janet's training to do in such a case was to shriek for assistance . Such action would have been entirely correct , even imperative , according to the standards of her mother , as well as by her more re- cent ...
... natural thing for a girl of Janet's training to do in such a case was to shriek for assistance . Such action would have been entirely correct , even imperative , according to the standards of her mother , as well as by her more re- cent ...
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... natural means of en- joyment ; so she was almost as happy over the gifts as the child herself . When the father came home from his daily toil he was much encouraged by the conditions he found in his little home and fell upon his knees ...
... natural means of en- joyment ; so she was almost as happy over the gifts as the child herself . When the father came home from his daily toil he was much encouraged by the conditions he found in his little home and fell upon his knees ...
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Stran 232 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said : "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say ?" "Why, say, 'Sail on ! sail on ! and on !'" "My men grow mutinous day by day; My men grow ghastly wan and weak.
Stran 158 - Sail on ! sail on ! sail on ! and on !" Then pale and worn, he paced his deck, And peered through darkness.
Stran 158 - The stout mate thought of home; a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek. "What shall I say, brave Adm'r'l, say, If we sight naught but seas at dawn?" "Why, you shall say, at break of day: 'Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 133 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Stran 113 - The bravest battle that ever was fought! Shall I tell you where and when ? On the maps of the world you will find it not : 'Twas fought by the mothers of men.
Stran 232 - BEHIND him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores ; Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said: "Now must we pray, For lo ! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak; what shall I say?
Stran 113 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 158 - This mad sea shows his teeth tonight. He curls his lip, he lies in wait. With lifted teeth, as if to bite! Brave Adm'r'l, say but one good word: What shall we do when hope is gone?" The words leapt like a leaping sword: "Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!
Stran 87 - For ever and aye in dust at his side ? " Look at the roses saluting each other ; Look at the herds all at peace on the plain. Man, and man only, makes war on his brother ; And laughs in his heart at his peril and pain : Shamed by the beasts that go down on the plain. " Is it worth while that we battle to humble Some poor fellow down into the dust...
Stran 158 - Sail on! sail on! sail on! and on!" Then, pale and worn, he kept his deck, And peered through darkness. Ah, that night Of all dark nights! And then a speck — A light!