Rewards and FairiesDoubleday, Page, 1910 - Počet stran: 344 |
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... Woods Marklake Witches 59 83 89 91 Brookland Road · 117 The Run of the Downs The Knife and the Naked Chalk Song of the Men's Side . Philadelphia Brother Square - toes 121 123 145 149 153 PAGE 181 If A St. Helena Lullaby 185 ' A ix.
... Woods Marklake Witches 59 83 89 91 Brookland Road · 117 The Run of the Downs The Knife and the Naked Chalk Song of the Men's Side . Philadelphia Brother Square - toes 121 123 145 149 153 PAGE 181 If A St. Helena Lullaby 185 ' A ix.
Strana 69
... knife on his sole while he waited for his plaster to dry- wheet , wheet , wheet . I'd hear it where I hung chipping round a pillar - head , and we'd nod to each other friendly- like . Oh , he was a craftsman , was Benedetto , but his ...
... knife on his sole while he waited for his plaster to dry- wheet , wheet , wheet . I'd hear it where I hung chipping round a pillar - head , and we'd nod to each other friendly- like . Oh , he was a craftsman , was Benedetto , but his ...
Strana 70
... conceit I must needs show it to Torrigiano , in the chapel . He straddles his legs ; hunches his knife behind him , and whistles like a storm - cock through a sleet - shower . Benedetto was behind him . We 70 REWARDS AND FAIRIES.
... conceit I must needs show it to Torrigiano , in the chapel . He straddles his legs ; hunches his knife behind him , and whistles like a storm - cock through a sleet - shower . Benedetto was behind him . We 70 REWARDS AND FAIRIES.
Strana 72
... . I was at Torrigiano's feet on a pile of put - locks , as I might be here , toasting a herring on my knife's point . ' Twas the one English thing our Master liked salt herring . — " " I'm busy , about my art , " 72 REWARDS AND FAIRIES.
... . I was at Torrigiano's feet on a pile of put - locks , as I might be here , toasting a herring on my knife's point . ' Twas the one English thing our Master liked salt herring . — " " I'm busy , about my art , " 72 REWARDS AND FAIRIES.
Strana 77
... knife plumb over my heart Benedetto ! Even so I laughed the fit was beyond my holding - laughed while he ground his teeth in my ear . He was stark crazed for the time . - " " Laugh , " he said . “ Finish the laughter . I'll not cut ye ...
... knife plumb over my heart Benedetto ! Even so I laughed the fit was beyond my holding - laughed while he ground his teeth in my ear . He was stark crazed for the time . - " " Laugh , " he said . “ Finish the laughter . I'll not cut ye ...
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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.