The Ridpath Library of Universal Literature: A Biographical and Bibliographical Summary of the World's Most Eminent Authors, Including the Choicest Extracts and Masterpieces from Their Writings, 8. köideAvil Printing Company, 1899 |
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... never known the hurry and terror of war ; or a sob beside a funeral bier . True , Love and Death - there could have been noth- ing more ultimate than they ; but the expression changes ; and these square pillars crumbling slowly in the ...
... never known the hurry and terror of war ; or a sob beside a funeral bier . True , Love and Death - there could have been noth- ing more ultimate than they ; but the expression changes ; and these square pillars crumbling slowly in the ...
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... never rouse them- selves to contradict the man who asserted , with grim disdain of all intense life , that the happiest moment each day , to the happiest person , was the moment when consciousness began to melt into sleep . A woman ...
... never rouse them- selves to contradict the man who asserted , with grim disdain of all intense life , that the happiest moment each day , to the happiest person , was the moment when consciousness began to melt into sleep . A woman ...
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... never rest quiet at home and at school like the children of cobblers , and cop- persmiths , and vinedressers . All my life was beating in me , tumbling , palpitating , bubbling , panting ( 10 ) DE LA RAMÉE, LOUISE, an English novelist, ...
... never rest quiet at home and at school like the children of cobblers , and cop- persmiths , and vinedressers . All my life was beating in me , tumbling , palpitating , bubbling , panting ( 10 ) DE LA RAMÉE, LOUISE, an English novelist, ...
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... never wished to be disobedient , but somehow , ten minutes after I was out of her sight , I was high above on some tower or belfry with the martens and pigeons circling about my curly head . I was so happy on high there ! -and they ...
... never wished to be disobedient , but somehow , ten minutes after I was out of her sight , I was high above on some tower or belfry with the martens and pigeons circling about my curly head . I was so happy on high there ! -and they ...
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... had power to keep me safe from all dangers of destiny . She wanted to be sure that I should never run the risks of my father's career ; she wanted to see me always before the plate of herb - soup on her table 12 Louise de la ramée.
... had power to keep me safe from all dangers of destiny . She wanted to be sure that I should never run the risks of my father's career ; she wanted to see me always before the plate of herb - soup on her table 12 Louise de la ramée.
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