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” --JOHN BOYLE O’REILLY Poem read at the dedication of the National Monument to the Forefathers August 1, 1889 [Illustration] The Pilgrim Society “This society was established in 1820 by the descendants of the first settlers at Plymouth and by such others as are desirous of perpetuating their principles, and commemorating their virtues,.
I leaned against thewall of the gigantic building while the guards carried out the money.
He explainedthat we ought to go north as, if we made easting, we should ultimatelybe obliged to turn west, and all our cloth would be expended ere wereached the Lake Tanganyika; he took a piece of clay off the groundand rubbed it on his tongue as an oath that what he said was true, andcame along with us to see that all was right; and so we parted.
”“But why not now? I am ready to listen, and—”“No, no—prince, not now! Now is a dream! And it is too, too important!It is to be the hour of Fate to me—_my own_ hour.
He seemed to be one of those writers, likeFlaubert, who spared no pains in the quest for perfect clarity and areprepared to correct and re-correct indefinitely till their artist-soulsare satisfied.
King Olaf had been two summers and one winter in the west in Valland onthis cruise; and thirteen years had now passed since the fall of KingOlaf Trygvason.
We were glancing over the mental photograph album, and commenting on thegreat lack of dissimilarity in tastes.
Such were his tenets, the standard of Arthur’s exalted moments, ashe supposed them then to be of others.
Sie trat in die Stube, öffnete ihren Schrank, begann ihre Kleiderherauszunehmen und legte sie auf einen Stuhl.
“Why, there’s Zaleshoff here, too!” he muttered, gazing at the scenewith a sort of triumphant but unpleasant smile
And rubies and diamonds strew the bottom ofthe ocean or scintillate within caverns and caves, as they have shoneand gleamed through ages, still waiting for the fortunate miner orexplorer to bring them to light and the gaze of an admiring world.
”“Ruining my life? How am I ruining my life, by writing poetry?”“No! By going contrary to your father’s best judgment for your welfareand future.
She has left home, forgotten domestic duties; she has nothing butan unfathomable yearning which hurries her on--by what road, towhat goal, she recks not.
”“Then how did they—look here! Did Aglaya show my letter to the oldlady?”“Oh, there I can give you my fullest assurance that she did _not_
And that’s why,when Bruce Corcoran came to me with his troubles, my first act was toring the bell and put it up to the lad with the bulging forehead.
Who has the least respect forLebedeff? He is a target for all the world, the butt of any fool whochooses to kick him.
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Ruggles—ten or twelve years of it!—you come to me and suggest I marryyour son because he’s really ‘not such a bad fellow, after all!’”“Don’t you believe—a good woman—can reform a man?” Amos demandedquickly.
“Nun zeigte sich ganz nahe das erste Haus an der Straße, es trug einStockwerk, die Mauer hatte grauen, das Holzwerk braunen Anstrich unddas Dach, das sich hoch darüber aufbaute, war mit Schiefer gedeckt,hinter den zwei Bodenfensterchen, die nach vorn heraussahen, hingenweiße Vorhänge, ein Zeichen, daß unter dem Giebel jemand wohnte.
Thereare uncommonly few honest people about, prince; there isn’t onehonester than Ptitsin, he’s the best of the lot
But in a bustling city like New York it is rarely that the artistis permitted to concentrate for long without interruption.
“I don’t care whether I live or die,” he wailed one day when I mentionedthat after the Academy I was going on to college.
Binoi ei ollut käynyt talossa muutamaan päivään, jaGora otaksui hänen vierailleen Pareš Babun luona entistä ahkerammin.
Andbesides, you see, I had not slept the night before, in the train, orthe night before that, either, and I was very tired.
”“All thinking men are agreed as to the coming _déchéance_,” put inWemyss.
Eventually, she stole afowl of mine; the business is a mystery to this day; but it could havebeen no one but herself
Noticinghis anxiety to catch them up, she smiled ironically, and then lookedback no more.
wie ich also alldem Gestrigen nachsinn’, is mir frei g’west, als hätt’ ich ’träumt,ei, denk’ ich mir, rennst umi[28] und hilfst dir aus’m Traum.
You were sent for; and thereis a kind of confession in your looks, which your modesties have notcraft enough to colour.
How deeply she hadfelt our proposed separation I never realized so keenly as when Istood amongst her scattered boxes and bundles.
Gunhild the King-mother, and her sons, often met, and talked togetherupon the government of the country.
No matter what storms are raging, No matter how wild the night, The gleam of their swinging lanterns Shines out with a friendly light.
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Casembe rose in the esteem of all asMoenempanda sank, and his people were made to understand how shabbilyhe had behaved.
The Pole had kept his arm extended, as one 펜팔월드 who invokes a spell, untilthe shock of the explosion had gone by, and all the flaming timbersfell; then, when the fire was steady, reddening the valley even to thedistant mountain-tops, he swept his arm in a gesture not without somedignity toward the silent city.
In consequence of this encouragement Olaf agreed to let himself bebaptized, and he and all his followers were baptized forthwith.
All these things the trained eye of Hamilton Beamish noted, swivellingrapidly sideways and swivelling rapidly back again.
The fact is,George Finch has fallen violently in love with Molly Waddington, thestepdaughter of your client, Mrs.