Rewards and FairiesDoubleday, Page, 1910 - Počet stran: 344 |
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Strana xiii
... Fire , the last survivor in England of those whom mortals call Fairies . Their proper name , of course , is ' The People of the Hills . ' This Puck , by means of the magic of Oak , Ash , and Thorn , gave the children power - To see what ...
... Fire , the last survivor in England of those whom mortals call Fairies . Their proper name , of course , is ' The People of the Hills . ' This Puck , by means of the magic of Oak , Ash , and Thorn , gave the children power - To see what ...
Strana 11
... fire afterwards . I should have been surprised if he could ! Then I whipped up the babe , and came flying home here like a bat to his belfry . - ' On the dewy break of morning of Thor's own day just such a day as this I laid the babe ...
... fire afterwards . I should have been surprised if he could ! Then I whipped up the babe , and came flying home here like a bat to his belfry . - ' On the dewy break of morning of Thor's own day just such a day as this I laid the babe ...
Strana 72
... fires in the chapel ( you heard good talk there ) , when Bob Brygandyne bustles in and- " Hal , you're sent for , ' he squeals . I was at Torrigiano's feet on a pile of put - locks , as I might be here , toasting a herring on my knife's ...
... fires in the chapel ( you heard good talk there ) , when Bob Brygandyne bustles in and- " Hal , you're sent for , ' he squeals . I was at Torrigiano's feet on a pile of put - locks , as I might be here , toasting a herring on my knife's ...
Strana 75
... fire . She can never carry that weight on her bows . " ' He looks at me squintlings and plucks his under - lip . " " Is this your honest , unswayed opinion ? " he says . Body o ' me ! Ask about ! " I says . Any sea- man could tell you ...
... fire . She can never carry that weight on her bows . " ' He looks at me squintlings and plucks his under - lip . " " Is this your honest , unswayed opinion ? " he says . Body o ' me ! Ask about ! " I says . Any sea- man could tell you ...
Strana 79
... Put the draft in the fire , and never do so any more . You are a fool , Hal , and you are a fool , Benedetto , but I need your works to please this beautiful English King " " " " And I meant to kill Hal , " THE WRONG THING 79.
... Put the draft in the fire , and never do so any more . You are a fool , Hal , and you are a fool , Benedetto , but I need your works to please this beautiful English King " " " " And I meant to kill Hal , " THE WRONG THING 79.
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Strana 181 - IF you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too...
Strana 248 - Recordare, Jesu pie, Quod sum causa tuae viae: Ne me perdas ilia die.
Strana 185 - LULLABY far is St. Helena from a little child at play?" What makes you want to wander there with all the world between? Oh, Mother, call your son again or else he'll run away. (No one thinks of winter when the grass is green!) "How far is St. Helena from a fight in Paris street?
Strana 151 - Still the pine-woods scent the noon; still the cat-bird sings his tune; Still autumn sets the maple-forest blazing. Still the grape-vine through the dusk flings her soulcompelling musk; Still the fireflies in the corn make night amazing. They are there, there, there with Earth immortal (Citizens, I give you friendly warning). The things that truly last when men and times have passed They are all in Pennsylvania this morning!
Strana 181 - Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream — and not make dreams your master; If you can think — and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same ; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out...
Strana 57 - I'm sorry for Fritz when they all come A-rovin', a-rovin', a-roarin' and a-rovin', Round the North Sea rovin', The Lord knows where! A TRUTHFUL SONG THE BRICKLAYER: / tell this tale, which is strictly true, Just by way of convincing you How very little, since things were made, Things have altered in the building trade.
Strana 286 - em all, Because you can show him your feelings ! His wrong's your wrong, and his' right's your right, In season or out of season. Stand up and back it in all men's sight — With that for your only reason ! Nine hundred and ninety-nine can't bide The shame or mocking or laughter, But the Thousandth Man will stand by your side To the gallows-foot — and after!
Strana 53 - The Queen was in her chamber, and she was middling old, Her petticoat was satin, and her stomacher was gold. Backwards and forwards and sideways did she pass, Making up her mind to face the cruel looking-glass.
Strana 182 - em up with worn-out tools : If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss ; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them :
Strana 226 - Said Eddi of Manhood End. And he told the Ox of a Manger And a Stall in Bethlehem, And he spoke to the Ass of a Rider, That rode to Jerusalem.