 | Bret Harte - 1871 - 276 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon whaf had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...was she that had sinned. Even the law of Poker Flat recognized this, and turned away, leaving them still locked in each other's arms. But at the head of... | |
 | Francis Bret Harte - 1872 - 442 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...was she that had sinned. Even the law of Poker Flat recognized this, and turned away, leaving them still locked in each other's arms. But at the head of... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1873 - 268 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...all that day and the next, nor did they waken when vcH^es and footsteps broke the silence of the camp. \ind when pitying fingers brushed the snow from... | |
 | Rossiter Johnson - 1879 - 220 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...was she that had sinned. Even the law of Poker Flat recognized this, and turned away, leaving them still locked in each other's arms. But at the head of... | |
 | Bret Harte - 1882 - 434 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...footsteps broke the silence of the camp. And when pitying fmgers brushed the snow from their wan faces, you could scarcely have told from the equal peace that... | |
 | John Nichol - 1882 - 496 strani
...moon, through the rifted clouds, looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence. . . . And when pitying fingers brushed the snow from their wan faces, you could scarcely have told,... | |
 | John Nichol - 1882 - 528 strani
...moon, through the rifted clouds, looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence. . . . And when pitying fingers brushed the snow from their wan faces, you could scarcely have told,... | |
 | John Nichol - 1882 - 492 strani
...slept all that day and the next, nor did they waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence. . . . And when pitying fingers brushed the snow from their...that dwelt upon them, which was she that had sinned." Higgles is a quainter tune on the same theme, the existence of self-devotion outside the bounds of... | |
 | Frank McAlpine - 1886 - 456 strani
...moon, through the rifted clouds, looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless...was she that had sinned. Even the law of Poker Flat recognized this, and turned away, leaving them still locked in each other's arms. Gentle Hands. When... | |
 | Stedman, Edmund C. and Hutchinson Ellen M. - 1889 - 700 strani
...The moon through the rifted clouds looked down upon what had been the camp. But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless mantle mercifully flung from above. 1861 -S8] [1861-88 of Poker Flat recognized this, and turned away, leaving them still locked in each... | |
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But all human stain, all trace of earthly travail, was hidden beneath the spotless mantle mercifully flung from above. They slept all that day and the next, nor did they waken when voices and footsteps broke the silence of the camp. And when pitying fingers... 
