I could not tell her just how practical I thought her, or how pathetic her little book.
it has come to be my only food: And, as a lover of the Indian weed Steals to a self-indulgent solitude, To draw the dreamy sweetness from its root, So from the strong blithe world of valorous deed I steal away to suck this singing weed; And while the morning gathers up its strength, And while the noonday runneth on in might, Until the shadows and the evening light Come and awake me with a fear at length, Prone in some hankering covert hid away, Fain am I still my piping to prolong, And for the largess of a bounteous day Dare pay my maker with a paltry song.
You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.net Title: Three short works The Dance of Death, The Legend of Saint Julian the Hospitaller, A Simple Soul.
The moon was gone, but the stars needed no help, for they shone as if the trump of doom were due at dawn, and they should be no more.
Pattison leaned over the door at the front of the car, and brought out a big leather grip.
She's taking her little pay envelope home to her mother that's a widow and it goes to buy milk for the kids.
Then it shall go,' said Lord Byron, and, in so saying, sealed and sent off this fiat of his fate."
Sheila held out her hand to Mr. James Greely, who took it with a surprised and dazzled look.
THOMPSON, GRACE E. The patriot King; the life of William IV.
But you must read his letter.
An almost irresistible impulse all but controlled him to crush her to him, to kiss her lips and her throat, to lose his fingers in the soft, shadowy fineness of her hair.
Simpson, puzzled, amazed, and a little scared at last, had barely time to notice the position before it dissolved.
On the evening of the day when she was buried, a rich man went, not to Pilate, but to the cure of the place.
He hailed, with all the transport his calm nature would allow, the French Revolution, and was ever after a warm friend to France until the Genet affair, when his eyes were partially opened to French intrigues and French arrogance.
They say the big chaps want to hush the matter up as far as they can, and not report it to old Denson, for fear he'd make it an excuse to put a stop to paper-chasing.
Mr. Charles Ovens saw the notice.
Two evenings were passed pleasantly on the composition and the copying of this letter, and, not daring to entrust it to the postboy, he took it himself to Bohola; and he measured the time carefully, so as to get there a few minutes before the postmistress sealed up the bag.
"And who d' you s'pose sent it?"
The various measures adopted, and precautions taken, in arresting the beggars,--in collecting and distributing alms,--in establishing order and police among them,--in feeding and clothing the poor,-- and in establishing various manufactures for giving them employment, are all subjects which deserve, and require, the most particular explanation; yet those are not only operations which were begun at the same time; and carried on together; but they are so dependent upon each other, that it is almost impossible to have a complete idea of the one, without being acquainted with the others; or of treating of the one, without mentioning the others at the same time.--This, therefore, must be my excuse, if I am taxed with want of method, or of perspicuity in the descriptions; and this being premised, I shall proceed to give an account of the various objects and operations which yet remain to be described.
The time of our visit was in the dry season, which lasts from October till April, and alternates with the wet one, from May till September.