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...ght have been inclined to open her mouth and catch some of the occasional drops on her tongue, the way she, a belated American Indian severed of the ... ...his death as though all of civilization had fallen into ruins as this man dropped into a pit in the ground? Perhaps; and yet so little one knew of ... ...is? You know me, don’t you? You are the only person who ever has.” “Tuning out the world with radio and earphones just like before in the hope ... ...you want to stay by yourself," he guffawed. "Sounds like the usual female B-I-T-C-H response. Time to come with me. What honey, you scared of me? I’... ...nited, but softer than that I am sure, is ameliorated with only a few tiny drops. ... ...e laughs]. Laughter--the laugh that comes from incongruity at A made into B when it shouldn't be B and yet B can be made from A, [she laughs again] ...

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...eudonym of Mary Anne Evans] Book One Chapter I The Workshop W ITH A SINGLE DROP OF INK for a mirror, the Egyp tian sorcerer undertakes to reveal to an... ...ons of the past. This is what I undertake to do for you, reader. With this drop of ink at the end of my pen, I will show you the roomy workshop of Mr.... ... wonder? Y e arena getting stiff yet, I reckon. I hate to see a man’s arms drop down as if he was shot, before the clock’s fairly struck, just as if h... ...et opened his lips except to say, in a resounding bass undertone, like the tuning of a violoncello, “Sehon, King of the Amorites; for His mercy endure... ...up o’ tea first, child,” said Mrs. Poyser, falling at once from the key of B with five sharps to the frank and genial C. “The kettle’s boil- ing—we’ll... ...here’s plenty of these big, lumbering fellows ‘ud never have known their A B C if it hadn’t been for Bartle Massey. W ell, well, Vixen, you foolish we... ...an’ we’re joyful when we look forrard to your being our land- lord, for we b’lieve you mean to do right by everybody, an’ ‘ull make no man’s bread bit...

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...N eface and N eface and N eface and N eface and N otes otes otes otes otes B B B B By J y J y J y J y J ulian H ulian H ulian H ulian H ulian H awthor... ... omance I s D s D s D s D s D edicated edicated edicated edicated edicated B B B B By y y y y The E The E The E The E The E ditor ditor ditor ditor di... ...s if she were a witch just alighted. Up they rushed from cellar doors, and dropped down from chamber windows; all rushing upon the Doctor, but overtur... ... And secondly, whence came you, my preserver, unless you are an angel, and dropped down from the sky.” “No,” answered the stranger, with quiet simplic... ...ance after them, that grow only in spots, the seeds having been apparently dropped by some happy accident when those proper to the climate were distri... ...f the Indies, was put on the long extent of polished mahogany. There was a tuning up of musicians, an interrogative drawing of fiddle bows, and other ... ...it.” CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXII CHAPTER XXII LORD B RAITHWAITE came into the principal door of the li brary as the priest wa...

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...the weather brought numerous butterflies afield, and one fiddler, to whose tuning the little women danced; others closer upon womanhood would have dan... ...uttons, marm.” After which he deliberately fell to work again. Mrs. Sumfit dropped back in her chair as from a blow. But even dumplings, though they r... ...h the girls up here,” said Anthony; “that’s what fine bonnets mean.” Rhoda dropped into a bitter depth of brooding. The sav- age nature of her virgin ... ...d about, and contrived to shake the room in a manner that caused Edward to drop his arms, in consider- ation for the distracted occupant of the chambe... ...he universal language is hee-haw, done in a grievous yawn. “Yours, “Edward B. “P .S.—Don’t fail to send a letter by the next post; then, go 231 Georg... ...—Algernon soon had the hated voice in his ears,—”and I’ve bin up to London b’fore; I came here to have a wink at the fash’nables—hang me, if ever I se... ...” and postponed the expedition for the day following. CHAPTER XXXII SQUIRE B LANCOVE, having business in town, called on his brother at the Bank, aski...

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...art, Helen going off in high spirits on Paris’s arm, and Dido on the tower dropping tears as big as walnuts. Nay, it may well be that on those journey... ...ing; his health had been failing for some time, and he died, apparently of dropsy, on the 23rd of April, 1616, the day on which England lost Shakespea... ...arted she, and you no lover. DIALOGUE Between Babieca and Rocinante SONNET B. “How comes it, Rocinante, you’re so lean?” R. “I’m underfed, with overwo... ...it, Rocinante, you’re so lean?” R. “I’m underfed, with overwork I’m worn.” B. “But what becomes of all the hay and corn?” R. “My master gives me none;... ...f all the hay and corn?” R. “My master gives me none; he’s much too mean.” B. “Come, come, you show ill-breeding, sir, I ween; ‘T is like an ass your... ...me damsel or dwarf with a vial of water of such virtue that by tasting one drop of it they were cured of their hurts and wounds in an instant and left... ...ting for more pressing he seated himself on the trunk of a felled oak, and tuning his rebeck, presently began to sing to these words. ANTONIO’S BALLAD... ...ne, for it is in this way adventures begin. But listen, for it seems he is tuning a lute or guitar, and from the way he is spitting and clearing his c...

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...afless against a flaming west. Now, the smell of the autumn smoke, And the dropping acorns, And the echoes about the vales Bring dreams of life. They ... ...w THEY got me into the Sunday-school In Spoon River And tried to get me to drop Confucius for Jesus. I could have been no worse off If I had tried to ... ...us for Jesus. I could have been no worse off If I had tried to get them to drop Jesus for Confucius. For, without any warning, as if it were a prank, ... ...red I and tightened and disentangled for you, Making them sweet again—with tuning fork or without? Oh well! A harp leaps out of the ear of a man, you ... ...ough strings and columns of air the soul of sound? I thrill as I call it a tuning fork that catches The waves of mingled music and light from afar, Th... ...ou will know not what they mean, 114 At four o’clock in late October 117 B Back and forth, back and forth, to and from the ch 118 Better than grani...

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...art, Helen going off in high spirits on Paris’s arm, and Dido on the tower dropping tears as big as walnuts. Nay, it may well be that on those journey... ...ing; his health had been failing for some time, and he died, apparently of dropsy, on the 23rd of April, 1616, the day on which England lost Shakespea... ...er. 44 Don Quixote – Part I DIALOGUE Between Babieca and Rocinante SONNET B. “How comes it, Rocinante, you’re so lean?” R. “I’m underfed, with overwo... ...it, Rocinante, you’re so lean?” R. “I’m underfed, with overwork I’m worn.” B. “But what becomes of all the hay and corn?” R. “My master gives me none;... ...f all the hay and corn?” R. “My master gives me none; he’s much too mean.” B. “Come, come, you show ill-breeding, sir, I ween; ‘T is like an ass your... ...me damsel or dwarf with a vial of water of such virtue that by tasting one drop of it they were cured of their hurts and wounds in an instant and left... ...ting for more pressing he seated himself on the trunk of a felled oak, and tuning his rebeck, presently began to sing to these words. ANTONIO’S BALLAD...

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... min- utes that intervened between his satisfying himself about Aubrey and dropping asleep in his chair. The only counter demonstration he reserved to... ... tears, staring eyes, and mouths rounded with amaze at the apparition. One dropped down and hid under the bed-clothes; the other remained trans- fixed... ... it is, has been up most of the night with Mr. Leonard, and must have just dropped asleep somewhere, and I was just giving their breakfast to the unde... ...with bursts of crying, and calls for mamma and papa. The music had ceased, tuning of violins was heard, and Ethel dreaded the cries being heard down-s... ...ER XVII CHAPTER XVII CHAPTER XVII Scorn of me recoils on you. —E. B. Browning AFTER THE FIRST RELIEF, the relaxation of his brother’s sen- te...

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...ontemptible surrender (which probably were not over and above creditable), dropped her 16 Don Quixote – Part II where he says: How she received the s... ... redondillas, there were three letters short; nevertheless he would try to drop a letter as well as he could, so that the name “Dulcinea del Toboso” m... ... I did not expect to see myself governor of an island before long, I would drop down dead on the spot.” “Nay, then, husband,” said Teresa; “let the he... ...ne, for it is in this way adventures begin. But listen, for it seems he is tuning a lute or guitar, and from the way he is spitting and clearing his c... ... “Of letters I know but little,” said Sancho, “for I don’t even know the A B C; but it is enough for me to have the Christus in my memory to be a good...

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...Dutch Flat, and all the old mining camps, through a sea of mountain forests, drop- ping thousands of feet toward the far sea-level as we went, not I o... ...y nearer to the art of Shakespeare, grows letter-perfect in the domain of A- B, ab. But the time comes when a man should cease prelusory gymnastic, st... ...ntly ticket it a picture. The incom- municable thrill of things, that is the tuning-fork by which we test the flatness of our art. Here it is that Nat... ... here it might be thought that my history ended; but not so, this was an act-drop and not the curtain. Upon what followed in front of the barrack, sin... ...ye to the crass public or the thwart reviewer: tales where a thread might be dropped, or one adventure quitted for another, on fancy’s least suggestio... ...ar as we are doing this, that we have any right to interfere: the defence of B is our only ground of action against A. A has as good a right to go to ...

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...ands of times, in the course of ordinary conversation, I have heard things drop from him infinitely more worthy of being admired, infinitely more wort... ...thirst of the conqueror’s revenge, but the slaughter continued to the last drop of blood that was capable of being shed, and stopped not till it met w... ...ho came to see him to engage their word to attend him to his grave: impor- tuning this very prince, who came to visit him at his last gasp, with a mos... ...lysses, and were ignorant of their own; at musicians, who were so exact in tuning their instruments, and never tuned their manners; at orators, who ma... ...des, I eternally fill, and it as constantly runs out; some- thing of which drops upon this paper, but little or nothing stays with me. History is my p... ...y the first letters of the meats themselves; so that those that began with B were served up together, as brawn, beef, bream, bustards, becca-ficos; an...

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...y had unmasked the royal battery, by carelessly letting her hand kerchief drop from her neck, than the heart of Mr. Jones was entirely taken, and the... ...from her back, and of the diamond ring, which during the contention either dropped from her finger, or was wrenched from it by Northerton. Thus, rea... ...is heir too, as certainly as his name is Jones.” At that word, Abigail let drop the bacon which she was convey ing to her mouth, and cried out, “You ... ...fore he would be so governed by a wife, he said, espe cially such an ugly b —(for, indeed, she was not a regular beauty, but very agreeable and extre... ...verlooks the proud metropolis of Britain, sat’st, with thy Milton, sweetly tuning the heroic lyre; fill my ravished fancy with the hopes of charming a... ... to explain it by an advertisement which was pub lished Feb. 1, 1747. N.B.—Mr. Broughton proposes, with proper assistance, to open an academy at hi... ...have done the honour of accepting for a son in law.” “You are a son of a b—,” replied the squire, “for all your laced coat. You my son in law, and b...

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...teration. Their alphabet con sists of but nineteen letters, and of these, b, c, d, f, g, are found only in a few foreign words, and many others are n... ...deity, healing her sick and afflicted followers with honey, which she lets drop from the clouds, and she also keeps watch over the herds grazing in th... ...nce when a shepherd lad was whit tling a stick on the bank of a river, he dropped his knife into the stream. Ahto, as in the fable, “Mercury and the ... ...en its pos sessor, cutting the little finger of his left hand, lets three drops of blood fall upon it, and at the same time pronouncing the proper ma... ...EN’S BO AINAMOINEN’S BO AINAMOINEN’S BO AINAMOINEN’S BO A A A A AT T T T T B B B B B UILDING UILDING UILDING UILDING UILDING Wainamoinen, ancient ... ... the help of rowers, Sail without the aid of south winds, Sail without the b elm to guide thee? Thus the wailing ship replying: Cannot sail without as... ...singer of Wainola T ook the harp of his creation, Quick adjusting, sweetly tuning, Deftly plied his skillful fingers To the strings that he had fashio... ... completed, And the frame is fitly finished; Whence the hooks and pins for tuning, That the harp may sing in concord?” Near the way side grew an oak t...

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...not until half-past eleven, missus, when they come back after 8 Pygmalion dropping their theatre fares. THE MOTHER. But we must have a cab. We can’t ... ...The rain has stopped; and the persons on the outside of the crowd begin to drop off. THE FLOWER GIRL [resenting the reaction] He’s no gentle- man, he ... ... pounds a year, and end in Park Lane with a hundred thousand. They want to drop Kentish T own; but they give themselves away every time they open thei... ...burners attached to a gas plug in the wall by an indiarubber tube, several tuning- forks of different sizes, a life-size image of half a hu- man head,... ...paintings. Pickering is seated at the table, putting down some cards and a tuning-fork which he has been using. Higgins is standing up near him, closi... ...ep on listening, and presently you find they’re all as different as A from B. [Mrs. Pearce looks in: she is Higgins’s housekeeper] What’s the matter? ...

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...d in a strange chaos, as though an unseen orchestra 16 Anton Chekhov were tuning up in the darkness above the roofs, V assilyev was surprised and sai... ... of chaos, and this tangle of sounds seemed again like an unseen orchestra tuning up on the roofs. If one looked upwards into the darkness, the black ... ...ightened eyes on me. Her face was pale and wore a look of horror. “Did you drop the bottle?” she asked. “Yes. But what of that?” “It’ s unlucky,” she ... ...er. By the time we rode into our courtyard the wind had gone down, and big drops of rain were pattering on the grass and on the roofs. There was not a... ...cation, his face was pale. On his beard and mustache were glittering rain- drops, and they, too, seemed to be looking at me with love. “I love you,” h... ...” wailed a woman in the loft, or it sounded like it. “Ho-ho-ly sa-aints!” “B-booh!” something outside banged against the wall. “T rah!” The examining ...

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...fter putting forth his right leg now and then, as a feeler, the victim who dropped the money ventures to make one or two distinct dives after it; and ... ...ey until the pew-opener has ushered the old lady into her accustomed seat, dropped a re- spectful curtsey, and shut the door: and the same cer- emony ... ... three times a day, in little paper boxes, to show the old lady, generally dropping a worm or two at every visit. The consequence was, that one mornin... ...an near us with the blue stock forcibly remarks to his companion, ‘bass! I b’lieve you; he can go down lower than any man: so low some- times that you... ...r and floor; the very cellar asserts his equal- ity. Mrs. A. ‘smacks’ Mrs. B.’s child for ‘making faces.’ Mrs. B. forthwith throws cold water over Mrs... ...n of Tibbs, as he picked up his hat, ‘were you not a little surprised?’ ‘I b’lieve you!’ replied that illustrious person, holding up one hand; ‘I b’li... ...ing broken; and a vast deal of screw- ing and tightening, and winding, and tuning, during which Mrs. Briggs expatiated to those near her on the immens...

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... and birth and sudden fame all play a part as interposing deities, the act-drop fell upon a scene of transformation. Jean was brought to bed of twins,... ...od figure; that she has a “wood-note wild,” “her voice rising with ease to B natural,” no less. The effect on the reader is one of unmingled *For the ... ...o place his trust. Let her manage a farm with sense, let her voice rise to B natural all day long, she would still be a peasant to her lettered lord, ... ...tity, he has so little to say, that the reader need not be surprised if he drops a word or two upon the other side. He would lay down nothing that wou... ...nother he remarks: “As for style of writing, if one has anything to say it drops from him simply as a stone falls to the ground.” We must conjecture a... ...e gust from brave Elizabethan times must have warmed his spirit, as he sat tuning his sublime theorbo. “To be or not to be. Whether ’tis nobler” – “Be...

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...vely!” said everyone who saw her; and the vicomte lifted his shoulders and dropped his eyes as if startled by something extraordinary when she took he... ...Dio mi l’ha dato. Guai a chi la tocchi!’” “I hope this will prove the last drop that will make the glass run over,” Anna Pavlovna continued. “The sove... ...I will throw him down there. Now then!” Saying this he again turned round, dropped his hands, took the bottle and lifted it to his lips, threw back hi... ...little girl. While the couples were arranging themselves and the musicians tuning up, Pierre sat down with his little part- ner. Natasha was perfectly... ...t only that all the men of the day were mere babies who did not know the A B C of war or of politics, and that Bonaparte was an insignificant little F... ...for him to regard them merely as Brothers in Freemasonry and not as Prince B. or Ivan V asilevich D., whom he knew in society mostly as weak and insig... ...s. In the evening I went down to the countess and told a funny story about B., and only remembered that I ought not to have done so when everybody lau...

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...d attends daily , from one till four, at the Saracen’ s Head, Snow Hill. N.B. An able assistant wanted. Annual salary 5 pounds. A Master of Arts would... ...AKING AND HIS FELLOW-TRAVELLERS, AND WHAT BEFELL THEM ON THE ROAD IF TEARS DROPPED into a trunk were charms to preserve its owner from sorrow and misf... ...l voice. ‘T o be sure,’ said Squeers, by no means disconcerted. ‘So he is. B-o-t, bot, t-i-n, tin, bottin, n-e-y, ney, bottinney, noun substantive, a ... ...tions Nicholas made the pen; when he gave it to Miss Squeers, Miss Squeers dropped it; and when he stooped to pick it up, Miss Squeers stopped also, a... ...own carriage or a hackney chariot, but I remember very well that the horse dropped down dead as he was turning round, and that your poor papa said he ... ..., when he was a bach- elor—what was her name again? I know it began with a B, and ended with g, but whether it was Waters or—no, it couldn’t have been... ...!’ That useful lady did as she was requested, and shortly after- wards the tuning of three fiddles was heard. Which process having been protracted as ...

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...d attends daily , from one till four, at the Saracen’ s Head, Snow Hill. N.B. An able assistant wanted. Annual salary 5 pounds. A Master of Arts would... ...AKING AND HIS FELLOW-TRAVELLERS, AND WHAT BEFELL THEM ON THE ROAD IF TEARS DROPPED into a trunk were charms to preserve its owner from sorrow and misf... ...l voice. ‘T o be sure,’ said Squeers, by no means disconcerted. ‘So he is. B-o-t, bot, t-i-n, tin, bottin, n-e-y, ney, bottinney, noun substantive, a ... ...tions Nicholas made the pen; when he gave it to Miss Squeers, Miss Squeers dropped it; and when he stooped to pick it up, Miss Squeers stopped also, a... ...own carriage or a hackney chariot, but I remember very well that the horse dropped down dead as he was turning round, and that your poor papa said he ... ..., when he was a bach- elor—what was her name again? I know it began with a B, and ended with g, but whether it was Waters or—no, it couldn’t have been... ...!’ That useful lady did as she was requested, and shortly after- wards the tuning of three fiddles was heard. Which process having been protracted as ...

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...r a tall rock, which in some measure beetled over it, as if threatening to drop some detached fragment from its brow on the frail ten- 46 Bride of La... ... authority. There is blood of Chiesley in the veins of Ravenswood, and one drop of it were enough to fire him in the circumstances in which he is plac... ...don injuries; and Lucy combined, with great alarm, the hints which she now dropped of these dangerous qualities with Alice’s advice to her father, so ... ...Right Honourable, “Your loving cousin, “A——. “Given from our poor house of B——,” etc. Superscribed— “For the right honourable, and our honoured kinsma... ...uld man’s gaen clean and clear wud wi’ the thunner!” “Haud your tongue, ye b——!” said Caleb, in the impetu- ous and overbearing triumph of successful ... ...nting music, I’se tell ye. But I’se gang hame, and finish the grave in the tuning o’ a fiddle-string, lay by my spade, and then get my tother bread-wi... ...as jollily at Wolf ’s Crag as we could have done at my own hunting seat at B—.” “Your lordship, I fear, will experience that the faculty of the presen...