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“Der Bauer drückte die Hand vor die Stirne, dann fuhr er fort:„Bis wir eine Tragbahr’ instand g’setzt, ’n Bader g’rufen, andere Ross’eing’spannt haben und dann mit’m Wagen und ’m nebenherrennenden G’sindan Ort gelangt sein, da is das Kind auch noch dazu schon über eine guteWeil’ allein mit der kalten Leich’ g’wesen, 안성 3­0­대­소­개­팅­사­이­트 und von derselben Nacht anschreibt sich das Übel, da haben wir’s aufg’funden und heimbracht indem Zustand, der sie bisher nit verlassen hat und auch nit verlassenwill!“Magdalene hatte beide Arme mit dem Nähzeug in den Schoß sinken lassenund sah zu dem Erzählenden auf.
Thereare spots of darkness on your horizon, though they will disappear whenyou become completely stupid.
Toiset maat tarvitsevatWellingtonin-laisia kenraaleja, Newtonin-laisia tiedemiehiä jaRothschildin-laisia raharuhtinaita, mutta meidän maamme tarvitseebramaania, bramaania, joka ei tunne pelkoa, joka vihaa ahneutta,kykenee voittamaan murheen, ei välitä menetyksestä — bramaania,joka on yhtä korkeimman olennon kanssa.
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Their house was not hard to find, for it was the finestin all the village, a commodious mansion with two rooms, one built ofstone and the other of mud.
Thenurse and I looked at one another, but made no remark, as my mother didnot seem to hear it.
It would seem as if something of thekind was required in order that those miscreants should retain theirprestige among the people.
This done, Charlie resumed his desk and hisoccupation, which latter was nothing more arduous than the writing of anote to Mamie Livingstone.
"Bless my soul, Chota Rani," she exclaimed, "what has come uponyou? Why this sudden reverence?""It is my birthday, sister," said I.
I shall always bethankful that, on my first visit to Baalbek, I approached it very slowlyas I rode from our camp among the cedars of Lebanon.
Why shouldn’t hetell us something? I want to judge whether he is a good story-teller;anything you like, prince—how you liked Switzerland, what was yourfirst impression, anything
Tagorenisä Dēbēndranāth Tagore (1817—1905) oli Brāhma Samādžin huomattavimpiajohtomiehiä, ja hänen vaikutustaan oli, että tämän uskonnollisen seuranhenki muodostui erinomaisen suvaitsevaiseksi, mikä ilmenee jo siitä,että jumalanpalveluksessa käytettiin intialaisten, muhamettilaisten,vanhain persialaisten, kiinalaisten ja kristittyjen pyhien kirjojentekstejä — nojautuen siihen vakaumukseen, että kaikissa uskonnoissapiilevä ydin on yksi ja sama.
Then the tiny whisper grown into the great roar urging her on, became amighty wind which drove her before it, nor could she turn aside from thepath of ambition, but swept on, and conquered.
1102) up in Connaughtwith King Myrkjartan, but set men to defend the country he had taken.
The next day I met those accursed "magpie" _jhampanies_ atthe back of Jakko, and, moved by some passing sentiment of pity, stoppedto tell Mrs.
“Perhaps it is a fever!”Since their visit to Gania’s home, Rogojin’s followers had beenincreased by two new recruits—a dissolute old man, the hero of someancient scandal, and a retired sub-lieutenant
There’s something about it—My uncle’scoming in half an hour to inspect it, and—I don’t know why it is, but Ikind of feel I’d like your moral support!”I began to see that I was letting myself in for something.
She had heard that he was proud and ambitious; she had heard much thatwas interesting of his mother and sister, she had heard of them fromMr.
She did not intend to askforgiveness for anything in the past, which fact she desired to beknown
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A cutter with twenty rowing-benches, which belongedto Harek, was afloat in front of the house, with tent and deck, andhe spread the report that he 인연터치 intended to go south to Throndhjem.
But look, the mornin russet mantle clad, Walks o’er the dew of yon high eastward hill.
He was certainly much changed, as anyonecould see who had not met him for some time; and this fact seemed toafford Aglaya a good deal of satisfaction.
It isonly when we get to the point of letting the bird out of its cagethat we can realize how free the bird has set us.
TOIL, Irepeat—_toil_, either of the brain, of the heart, or of the hand, is theonly true manhood, the only true nobility.
Sosays Arnor:-- "I can relate how through the gale The gallant Bison carried sail.
”“What do you mean by special privileges?”“Once before I had the honour of stating them to the company
He had had to struggle hardfor this honor; and had finally attained it much more by his physicalprowess than by his intellectual qualifications.
It is scarcelycorrect to call these people “Arabs,” except in the sense that they arean Arabic-speaking race.
„Mir ist’s ein Tag wie ein anderer;gut, wenn ich mich seiner nit noch einmal übel erinnern muß! Daßich’s dir nur sag’, die Leni, die ist mir das Liebste von meinenKinder, die andern.
We disguised our certain expectation of the eventfrom you, lest it should throw a cloud over the cheerful reception whichwas your due.
“Can yer hear it clank together?”I had a mental suggestion of sundry billets and bars of cold steel,wagon springs, old horseshoes, machine castings circulating through thenew boy’s system and wondered how he managed it.
How easy it is to weave romancesover soft gold hair! How natural to read poetry and lost loves in thelight of lovely eyes that look so sweetly now in yours! So good BishopBerkeley showed us that we mortals see but an image of external things,an inference from the sensation of our own retina; and we silly men,like idolaters, worship but the image we ourselves create.
There was no room for doubt in the prince’s mind: one of the voices wasRogojin’s, and the other Lebedeff’s
If I had known, Two years ago the impotence of love, The vainness of a kiss, how barren a caress, Mayhap my soul to higher things have soarn, Nor clung to earthly loves and tender dreams, But ever up aloft into the blue empyrean, And there to master all the world of mind, If I had known.