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Page 107
... half - frightened child , shrinking into the protection of his father's shadow . And when , again , the iron door was closed , then reap- peared the tender light of the half - full moon , which vainly strove to trace out the indistinct ...
... half - frightened child , shrinking into the protection of his father's shadow . And when , again , the iron door was closed , then reap- peared the tender light of the half - full moon , which vainly strove to trace out the indistinct ...
Page 137
... half out . Accordingly , the starboard watch went below , and left the ship to us for a couple of hours , yet with orders to stand by for a call . Hardly had they got below , before away went the fore - topmast stay- sail , blown to ...
... half out . Accordingly , the starboard watch went below , and left the ship to us for a couple of hours , yet with orders to stand by for a call . Hardly had they got below , before away went the fore - topmast stay- sail , blown to ...
Page 258
... half was his superficial half . At the bottom of his soul , though not perhaps at the bottom of his heart , he was Italian , and of the great race which in every science and every art seems to win the primacy when it will . The French ...
... half was his superficial half . At the bottom of his soul , though not perhaps at the bottom of his heart , he was Italian , and of the great race which in every science and every art seems to win the primacy when it will . The French ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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