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.... Thou seemest human and divine, The highest, holiest manhood, thou: Our wills are ours, we know not how; Our wills are ours, to make them thine. Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they. We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we tr...

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...ls are ours, we know not how; 15 Our wills are ours, to make them thine. Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be: They ... ...g the firstling to the flock; And in the dusk of thee, the clock Beats out the little lives of men. O not for thee the glow, the bloom, Who changest not... ...eath, O sweet and bitter in a breath, What whispers from thy lying lip? ‘The stars,’ she whispers, ‘blindly run; 5 A web is wov’n across the sky; From... ...ep regret, O my forsaken heart, with thee And this poor flower of poesy Which little cared for fades not yet. 20 But since it pleased a vanish’d eye, I... ... And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold; Calm and still light on you great plain That... ..., sacred bark; And balmy drops in summer dark 15 Slide from the bosom of the stars. So kind an office hath been done, Such precious relics brought by t... ...he past will always win A glory from its being far; And orb into the perfect star 15 We saw not, when we moved therein? 26 In Memoriam XXV. I KNOW th...

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...at.? ?Just as I am?? the visitor inquired, presenting himself with rather a work-a-day aspect. Mrs. Luna glanced at him from head to foot, and gave a little smiling sigh, as if he had been a long sum in addition. And, indeed, he was very long, Basil Ransom, and he even looked a little hard and discouraging, like a column of figures ......

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...a work a day aspect. Mrs. Luna glanced at him from head to foot, and gave a little smiling sigh, as if he had been a long sum in addition. And, indee... ...ddition. And, indeed, he was very long, Basil Ran som, and he even looked a little hard and discouraging, like a column of figures, 4 The Bostonians ... ...ut in black; his shirt collar was low and wide, and the triangle of linen, a little crumpled, exhibited by the opening of his waistcoat, was adorned b... ...nd wizards, mediums, and spirit rappers, and roaring radicals.’ Basil Ransom stared; the yellow light in his brown eyes deepened. ‘Do you mean to say ... ...cklish spinster had written to him. Chapter 4 S he had told him before they started that they should be early; she wished to see Miss Birdseye alone,... ...tonians Ransom asked her if she were acquainted with the lioness, and on her staring at him, without response, explained that he meant the renowned Mr... ...s moved with little jerks as she took her stitches, and her rings flashed and twinkled in the light of the hearth. Her head fell a little to one side, ... ...ngly in the stout, elderly, ugly lady, dressed in a brilliant colour, with a twinkle of jewels and a bosom much uncovered, who stood near the door of ...

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...ime it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fort...

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...Table of Contents: I. Down the Rabbit-Hole, 2 -- II. The Pool of Tears, 10 -- III. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale, 18 -- IV. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill, 26 -- V. Advice from a Caterpillar, 35 -- VI. Pig and Pepper, 46 -- VII. A Mad Tea-Party, 57 -- VIII. The Queen?s Croquet-Ground, 66 -- IX. The Mock Turtle?s Story, 76 -- X. The Lobster Quadrille, 85 -- XI. Who S...

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... Long Tale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 18 IV . The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 26 V . Advice from a ... ...atch out of its waistcoat pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never b... ...ling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) ‘And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking! No, it’ll never do to ask: perh... ... middle, wondering how she was ever to get out again. Suddenly she came upon a little three legged table, all made of solid glass; Down the Rabbit Ho... ...e near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, ‘If you please, sir—’ The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and skurri... ... Fish Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky. Alice went timidly up to the door, an... ...‘—it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing “Twinkle, twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you’re at!” You know th... ...tinued, ‘in this way:— “Up above the world you fly, Like a tea tray in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle—” ’ Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing ... ...e, twinkle—” ’ Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in its sleep ‘Twinkle, twin kle, twinkle, twinkle—’ and went on so long that they ha...

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...ifth trip on the run between Sausalito and San Francisco. The danger lay in the heavy fog which blanketed the bay, and of which, as a landsman, I had little apprehension. In fact, I remember the placid exaltation with which took up my position on the forward upper deck, directly beneath the pilot-house, and allowed the mystery of the fog to lay hold of my imagination. A fr...

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...y in the heavy fog which blanketed the bay, and of which, as a landsman, I had little apprehension. In fact, I remember the placid exaltation with whi... ...tainty!” He seemed to brace himself up and lean backward against the air as he stared at me. “How about this here tide that’s rushin’ out through the ... ...r as near as can judge, crawlin’ in from the Heads against the tide.” A shrill little whistle, piping as if gone mad, came from directly ahead and fro... ...addle wheels Chapter I 3 stopped, their pulsing beat died away, and then they started again. The shrill little whistle, like the chirping of a cricke... ...stopped, their pulsing beat died away, and then they started again. The shrill little whistle, like the chirping of a cricket amid the cries of great ... ...The captain had thrust his head and shoulders out of the pilot house, and was staring intently into the fog as though by sheer force of will he could... ...ettle with Mr. Van Weyden there,” he replied, nodding to me with a mischievous twinkle. “Mr. Van Weyden is what you may call an authority on such thin...

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...ch connection with the main work as may give them claim to be likened to the little cells, oratories, and sepulchral recesses, ordinarily included in ... ...ed, through sere leaves rustled, or at once To the bare earth dropped with a startling sound. 85 From that soft couch I rose not, till the sun Had alm... ...ous store, but nowhere such As may be singled out with steady choice; 160 No little band of yet remembered names Whom I, in perfect confidence, might h... ... disappear by a slow gradual death, To dwindle and to perish one by one, 195 Starved in those narrow bounds: but not the soul Of Liberty, which fifteen... ...Scudding away from snare to snare, I plied That anxious visitation;—moon and stars 315 Were shining o’er my head. I was alone, And seemed to be a trou... ...CTION—CHILDHOOD AND SCHOOL TIME 11 One summer evening (led by her) I found A little boat tied to a willow tree Within a rocky cave, its usual home. 36... ...e, sight, sound! Below, the open space, through every nook Of the wide area, twinkles, is alive 690 With heads; the midway region, and above, Is thron... ...ars: But thou didst plant its crevices with flowers, Hang it with shrubs that twinkle in the breeze, And teach the little birds to build their nests 25...

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...e of oaks Where was my bed, an acorn from the trees Fell audibly, and with a startling sound. Thus occupied in mind I lingered here 95 Contented, nor ... ...ere such As may be singled out with steady choice— 6 The Prelude of 1805 No little band of yet remembered names Whom I, in perfect confidence, might h... ... disappear by a slow gradual death, To dwindle and to perish one by one, 195 Starved in those narrow bounds—but not the soul Of liberty, which fifteen ... ... time have I, a five years’ Child, A naked Boy, in one delightful Rill, 295 A little Mill race sever’d from his stream, Made one long bathing of a summ... ...y anxious visitation, hurrying on, Still hurrying, hurrying onward; moon and stars Were shining o’er my head; I was alone, 325 And seem’d to be a trou... ... the Shore I push’d, and struck the oars and struck again In cadence, and my little Boat mov’d on Even like a Man who walks with stately step 390 Thou... ...ight, sound. Below, the open space, through every nook 665 Of the wide area, twinkles, is alive With heads; the midway region and above Is thronged wi... ...ars; But thou didst plant its crevices with flowers, Hang it with shrubs that twinkle in the breeze, And teach the little birds to build their nests 23...

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...after a moment’s hesitation: ‘It was on account of a discovery I made some little time ago, whilst I was hunting up pedi grees for the new county his... ...profile of your face better. Yes, that’s the d’Urberville nose and chin — a little debased. Your ancestor was one of the twelve knights who assisted th... ... summoned to Westminster to attend the great Council there. You declined a little in Oliver Cromwell’s time, but to no serious extent, and in Charles ... ...n, some hobby, at least some remote and distant hope which, though perhaps starving to nothing, still lived on, as hopes will. Thus they were all chee... ...with that in his mind he left the pasture. On account of his long delay he started in a flying run down the lane west ward, and had soon passed the ho... ...hat load of beehives, which must be delivered, family or no. He’ll have to start shortly after twelve to night, as the distance is so long.’ ‘Get up h... ...ssociation from these two wisps of human life. He asked how far away those twinklers were, and whether God was on the other side of them. But ever and... ...ittle Abraham, brightly, from the window bench; ‘and I seed it! and it did twinkle when he put his hand up to his mistarshers. Mother, why did our gra... ... waists by leather straps, rendering useless the two buttons behind, which twinkled and bristled with sunbeams at every movement of each wearer, as if...

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...woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory. I had seen little of Holmes lately. My marriage had drifted us away from each othe... ...however, which I merely shared with all the readers of the daily press, I knew little of my former friend and companion. One night — it was on the twe... ...pounds since I saw you.” “Seven!” I answered. “Indeed, I should have thought a little more. Just a trifle more, I fancy, Watson. And in practice again,... ...ion in which I ever found myself in my life, and it was the thought of it that started me laughing just now. It seems that there had been some informa... ... in an ulster who had hurried by. “I’ve heard that voice before,” said Holmes, staring down the dimly lit street. 18 The Adventures of Sherlock Holme... ..., my brougham is waiting.” “Then that will simplify matters.” We descended and started off once more for Briony Lodge. “Irene Adler is married,” remar... ... revellers. A dull wrack was drifting slowly across the sky, and a star or two twinkled dimly here and there through the rifts of the clouds. Holmes d... ...we shall soon have the trap out.” He chuckled to himself as he spoke, his eyes twinkled, and he seemed a different man to the sombre thinker of the pr... ...e, rather smaller than a bean in size, but of such purity and radiance that it twinkled like an electric point in the dark hollow of his hand. Sherloc...

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...r two defects by constant comparisons with and observations of the sun and stars, and by pressing his face close to the glass of his neighbours’ windo... ...eating people down? ay, ’tis so.’ ‘O no.’ ‘What, then?’ Gabriel, perhaps a little piqued by the comely traveller’s indifference, glanced back to where... ... more. The sky was clear — remarkably clear — and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse. The Nor... ...rs seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed by a common pulse. The North Star was directly in the wind’s eye, and since evening the Bear had swung r... ...earliest impressions — to pass as an approximate pattern. The hut stood on little wheels, which raised its floor about a foot from the ground. Such she... ...n, his special power, morally, physically, and mentally, was static, owing little or nothing to momentum as a rule. A close examination of the ground ... ...e the features and persons of Daisy, Whitefoot, Bonny lass, Jolly O, Spot, Twinkle eye, etc., etc. — the respectable dairy of Devon cows belonging to ... ...e — you have!’ ‘Indeed, I don’t think so,’ said the sergeant, with a merry twinkle. ‘I tell you you have!’ she exclaimed, in high temper. ‘I insist up... ...p his hands together, and make the holy gold rings on his fingers gleam and twinkle in yer eyes, that he’d earned by praying so excellent well! — Ah ye...

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...stile, 12 -- Life, 14 -- Progress of Vice, 15 -- Monody on the Death of Chatterton, 16 -- An Invocation, 19 -- Anna and Harland, 20 -- To the Evening Star, 21 -- Pain, 22 -- On a Lady Weeping: Imitation from the Latin of Nicolaus Archius, 23 -- Monody on a Tea-kettle, 24 -- Genevieve, 26 -- On Receiving an Account that his Only Sister?s Death was Inevitable, 27 -- On Seein...

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... . 20 Anna and Harland . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 To the Evening Star . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 22 Pain . . . . . . 23 On a ... .... . . . . 74 To Lesbia . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 75 The Death of the Starling . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 76 Moriens Superstiti . . . .... ...arting Year . . 169 The Raven A Christmas Tale, told by a School-boy to his Little Brothers and Sisters . . . . . . . . . . . . 171 To an Unfortunat... ...igh Their moments all in transports fly Till evening ends their joys. But little think their joyous hearts Of dire Misfortune’s varied smarts Whi... ... strong passion agitates thy breast, Though oft with Horror back I see thee start, Lo! Hunger drives thee to th’ inhuman feast. These are the ill... ... eyes danc’d pleasure at the sounds. Nought now remain’d but ‘‘Noes’’ — how little meant! And the sweet coyness that endears consent. The youth upo... ...ne solitary pile Unslated by the blast) The Watchfire, like a sullen star Twinkles to many a dozing Tar Rude cradled on the mast. Even there — be... ...ein a bird so bold — Sweet bird, thou wert enchanted! He sank, he rose, he twinkled, he trolled Within that shaft of sunny mist; His eyes of fire,...

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...Excerpt: ?But I say, Kid, isn?t that going it a little too strong? Whiskey and alcohol?s bad enough; but when it comes to brandy and peppersauce and?--?Dump it in. Who?s making this punch, anyway?? And Malemute Kid smiled benignantly through the clouds of steam. ?By the ti...

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... To the Man on Trail 1 D UMP it in.” “But I say, Kid, is n’t that going it a little too strong? Whiskey and alcohol ’s bad enough; but when it comes... ...fully out of the cabin, to find his dogs harnessed and everything ready for the start. The company wished him good luck and a short chase, while Father... ..., and you can’t get dog food at Pelly, as you probably expected.” The stranger started, and his eyes flashed, but he did not interrupt. “You can’t get ... ...think they ’re cheap at ten dollars a pound. You can get them at Five Fingers, Little Salmon, and the Hootalinqua. And watch out for wet feet,” was hi... ...nswered; “but he had four hours’ rest for himself and dogs.” “Fifteen minutes’ start, and he ’s fresh! My God!” The poor fellow staggered back, half f... ...but too stubborn to make amends, Mason toiled on at the head of the cavalcade, little dreaming that danger hovered in the air. The timber clustered th... ...r an open book; yet Prince An Odyssey of the North 63 caught the appreciative twinkle in her eye as she read the Rules of the Camp. These rules had b...

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...varying experiments of Time, has not dwelt, at least briefly, on the life of Saint Theresa, has not smiled with some gentleness at the thought of the little girl walking forth one morning hand-in-hand with her still smaller brother, to go and seek martyrdom in the country of the Moors? Out they toddled from rugged Avila, wide-eyed and helpless-looking as two fawns, but wit...

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...f Saint Theresa, has not smiled with some gentleness at the thought of the little girl walking forth one morning hand in hand with her still smaller b... ...y that he would act with benevolent intentions, and that he would spend as little money as possible in carrying them out. For the most glutinously ind... ... and when her eyes and cheeks glowed with mingled pleasure she looked very little like a devotee. Riding was an indulgence which she allowed herself i... ...our documents?” “In pigeon holes partly,” said Mr. Casaubon, with rather a startled air of effort. “Ah, pigeon holes will not do. I have tried pigeon ... ... a kind Providence furnishes the limpest personality with a little gunk or starch in the form of tradition. “Let me hope that you will rescind that re... ...on, and wrong reasoning sometimes lands poor mortals in right conclusions: starting a long way off the true point, and proceeding by loops and zigzags... ...rictly conceivable. When Fred came in the old man eyed him with a peculiar twinkle, which the younger had often had reason to interpret as pride in th... ... till the door had been closed. He continued to look at Fred with the same twinkle and with one of his habitual grimaces, alternately screwing and wid...

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... in hand, but as my account of somebody?s impression of it--the terms of this person?s access to it and estimate of it contributing thus by some fine little law to intensification of interest. The somebody is often, among my shorter tales I recognise, but an unnamed, unintroduced and (save by right of intrinsic wit) unwarranted participant, the impersonal author?s concrete...

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...his person’s access to it and estimate of it contributing thus by some fine little law to intensification of interest. The somebody is often, among my s... ...get and to keep finished and dismissed work well behind one, and to have as little to say to it and about it as possible, had been for years one’s only... ...nnels. It is over the fact of such a phenomenon and its so pos sibly rich little history that I am moved just fondly to linger—and for the reason xi... ...ugh he’s not old, it’s a young thing com pared with him—a younger one. He started there, he has a feeling about it, and the place has grown, as he sa... ...n, to which he had given a certain intensity, had made her, he remembered, stare an instant, her colour rising as if it had sounded to her still stran... ...The Golden Bowl his sincerity—for it was sincerity—fuller expression. “I’m starting on the great voyage—across the unknown sea; my ship’s all rigged a... ... of light, sat somewhere in his inward vagueness as a lamp before a shrine twinkles in the dark perspective of a church; and while youth and early mid... ... house, not quite easily, yet not quite awkwardly either, with tapers that twinkled in the large dark spaces, and for the most part so late that the l... ...l, was not, on her side, an ignis fatuus, a mere subjective phenomenon, it twinkled there at the direct expense of what the Prince was inviting her to...

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..., more safely, in the brick bank; no matter where, no matter how much or how little. I sometimes wonder that we can be so frivolous, I may almost say,... ...ce, perchance, to fetch fresh fuel to keep the fire a going; new people put a little dry wood under a pot, and are whirled round the globe with the spe... ...r been measured; nor are we to judge of what he can do by any precedents, so little has been tried. Whatever have been thy failures hitherto, “be not ... ...ve prevented some mistakes. This was not the light in which I hoed them. The stars are the apexes of what wonderful tri angles! What distant and diff... ...istory, Poetry, Mythology! — I know of no reading of another’s experience so startling and informing as this would be. The greater part of what my nei... ...my towns 10 Walden men have met me returning from this enterprise, farmers starting for Boston in the twilight, or woodchoppers going to their work.... ...oiling life, when a glorious existence is possible for you? Those same stars twinkle over other fields than these. — But how to come out of this condit...

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...na Karenina tesoro though, but something better, and there were some sort of little decanters on the table, and they were women, too,” he remembered. ... ... table, and they were women, too,” he remembered. Stepan Arkadyevitch’s eyes twinkled gaily, and he pondered with a smile. “Yes, it was nice, very nic... ...needs reconstruction; and family life certainly afforded Stepan Arkadyevitch little gratification, and forced him into lying and hypocrisy, which was s... ...ng, and dropped it. “I told you not to sit passengers on the roof,” said the little girl in English; “there, pick them up!” “Everything’s in confusion... ...p with hairpins on the nape of her neck, with a sunken, thin face and large, startled eyes, which looked prominent from the thinness of her face, was ... ... is he? Do you know?” Levin got up from his chair, as though on the point of starting off at once. 26 Anna Karenina “I am sorry I told you,” said Ser... ...drink?” “What you like, only not too much. Champagne,” said Levin. “What! to start with? You’re right though, I dare say. Do you like the white seal?”... ...t light low down in the west behind the birch trees, and high up in the east twinkled the red lights of Arcturus. Over his head Levin made out the sta... ...feet not to her satisfaction. “To do good, probably,” said the prince with a twinkle in his eye. “That is not for us to judge,” said Madame Stahl, per...

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...March 30, 1850 THE CUSTOM HOUSE INTRODUCTORY TO “THE SCARLET LETTER” I T IS A LITTLE remarkable, that — though disinclined to talk overmuch of my se... ... This, in fact — a desire to put myself in my true position as editor, or very little more, of the most prolix among the tales THE CUSTOM HOUSE 3 tha... ...eking a passport to the hospital. Nor must we forget the captains of the rusty little schooners that bring firewood from the British provinces; a rough... ...gether superior to the sluggish and dependent mode of life on which their evil stars had cast them. THE CUSTOM HOUSE 11 Then, moreover, the white loc... ...like a sick man’s gown, dropping the staff of age to seize a battle sword, and starting up once more a warrior. And, in so intense a moment his demean... ...he tenderness of sentiment, but retained all the rigidity of dead corpses, and stared me in the face with a fixed and ghastly grin of contemptuous defia... ...; and neither THE CUSTOM HOUSE 25 of them was of one whit more avail than the twinkle of a tallow candle. An entire class of susceptibilities, and a ...