A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... seemed bewildered , and in- quired the way to Boston ; that he was driving at great speed , as though he expected to outstrip the tempest ; that the moment he had passed him , a thunderclap broke directly over the man's head , and seemed ...
... seemed bewildered , and in- quired the way to Boston ; that he was driving at great speed , as though he expected to outstrip the tempest ; that the moment he had passed him , a thunderclap broke directly over the man's head , and seemed ...
Page 109
... seemed hardly to notice it . He sat on a log of wood , looking steadfastly at the iron door of the kiln . When the child was out of sight , and his swift and light footsteps ceased to be heard treading first on the fallen leaves and ...
... seemed hardly to notice it . He sat on a log of wood , looking steadfastly at the iron door of the kiln . When the child was out of sight , and his swift and light footsteps ceased to be heard treading first on the fallen leaves and ...
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... seemed turned toward a public speaker , with an effort of respiration in the thick air in which social reforms are usually discussed . She talked continually , in a voice of which the spring seemed broken , like that of an over - worked ...
... seemed turned toward a public speaker , with an effort of respiration in the thick air in which social reforms are usually discussed . She talked continually , in a voice of which the spring seemed broken , like that of an over - worked ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
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