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... Round one of them cute ' Curves " . Residence at Leadville ..... 391 393 Hungry Gulch .. 386 Mining at Silver Cliff .. 387 Sunday Evening at the Varieties .. 888 A Wall Street Man's Experience in Leadville . Suburban Scene , Leadville ...
... Round one of them cute ' Curves " . Residence at Leadville ..... 391 393 Hungry Gulch .. 386 Mining at Silver Cliff .. 387 Sunday Evening at the Varieties .. 888 A Wall Street Man's Experience in Leadville . Suburban Scene , Leadville ...
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... round the bend of the hill , and slows up , a dinner - bell is heard , and the eye takes in a white building , with a long cool piazza , where stands a man whose genial smiling face and fat throat , whose generous amplitude of waist and ...
... round the bend of the hill , and slows up , a dinner - bell is heard , and the eye takes in a white building , with a long cool piazza , where stands a man whose genial smiling face and fat throat , whose generous amplitude of waist and ...
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... Abr poleon Bonaparte's . was the pathway of while on the sea which planted THOMSON , D.D. thage , rival of ount on lan Phoeni round reated ared an early day came into relations with Syria that we. THE PALESTINE OF TO - DAY . *
... Abr poleon Bonaparte's . was the pathway of while on the sea which planted THOMSON , D.D. thage , rival of ount on lan Phoeni round reated ared an early day came into relations with Syria that we. THE PALESTINE OF TO - DAY . *
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... round on the wheel , as an ordinary rope would do , and thus fail to carry up the loaded buckets . There are other kinds of water - wheels in use . The shadûf , so conspicuous on the Nile , is nowhere to be seen in Pales- Another method ...
... round on the wheel , as an ordinary rope would do , and thus fail to carry up the loaded buckets . There are other kinds of water - wheels in use . The shadûf , so conspicuous on the Nile , is nowhere to be seen in Pales- Another method ...
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... round upon the mowrej . These floors , which one sees at Yebna and elsewhere , have , perhaps , changed less than almost anything else in the which the memory of man runneth not to the contrary . " In very many cases the topographical ...
... round upon the mowrej . These floors , which one sees at Yebna and elsewhere , have , perhaps , changed less than almost anything else in the which the memory of man runneth not to the contrary . " In very many cases the topographical ...
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388 ÆäÀÌÁö - The trees of the Lord are full of sap ; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted; where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house. The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - The blisses of her dream so pure and deep; At which fair Madeline began to weep, And moan forth witless words with many a sigh; While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep; Who knelt, with joined hands and piteous eye, Fearing to move or speak, she look'd so dreamingly. XXXV
170 ÆäÀÌÁö - But his sagacious eye an inmate owns : By one, and one, the bolts full easy slide : — The chains lie silent on the footworn stones ; The key turns, and the door upon its hinges groans. XLII. And they are gone : ay, ages long ago These lovers fled away into the storm.
298 ÆäÀÌÁö - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long : And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad ; The nights are wholesome ; then no planets strike, No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm, So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.
167 ÆäÀÌÁö - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
161 ÆäÀÌÁö - And all night kept awake, for sinners' sake to grieve. IV That ancient Beadsman heard the prelude soft; And so it chanced, for many a door was wide, From hurry to and fro. Soon, up aloft, The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide : The level chambers, ready with their pride, Were glowing to receive a thousand guests : The carved angels, ever eager-eyed, Stared, where upon their heads the cornice rests, With hair blown back, and wings put crosswise on their breasts.
170 ÆäÀÌÁö - I curse not, for my heart is lost in thine, Though thou forsakest a deceived thing ; — A dove forlorn and lost with sick unpruned wing.
165 ÆäÀÌÁö - She clos'd the door, she panted, all akin To spirits of the air, and visions wide: No uttered syllable, or, woe betide ! ' But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
168 ÆäÀÌÁö - And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.
166 ÆäÀÌÁö - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.