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Frances Martin
INTRODUCTION There is a sacred privacy in the life of a blind person. It is led apart from much of the ordinary work of the world, and is unaffected by many external incidents which help to make up the important events of other lives. It is passed in the shade and not in the open sunlight of eager activity. At first we should be disposed to say that such a life, with its inevitable restrictions and...
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INTRODUCTION. "From each carved nook, and fretted bend, Cornice and gallery, seem to send Tones that with Seraph hymns might blend. "Three solemn parts together twine, In Harmony's mysterious line, Three solemn aisles approach the shrine. "Yet all are one, together all, With thoughts that awe but not appal, Teach the adoring heart to...
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ELLEN OF VILLENSKOV. There lies a wold in Vester Haf, There builds a boor his hold;And thither he carries hawk and hound, He’ll stay through winter’s cold. He takes with him both hound and cock, He means there long to stay;The wild deer in the wood that are For his arrival pay. He hews the oak and poplar tall, He fells the good beech tree;Then fill’d was the laidly Trold with...
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CHAPTER I. Poor little girl! How sadly came her wailing tones on the frosty air, while the multitudes that hurried past were hidden from the chilling blasts by warm and furry garments! There were some humane ones who lifted her softly from the ground, and bore her carefully to the nearest apothecary's, to examine the extent of her injuries—and a slight figure clad in the deepest weeds, followed...
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James Parkerson
In passing through this vale of tears, That various scenes display;Ambition oft her standard rears, And mortals lead astray. The anxious merchant counts his gain From vessels on the sea;They’re lost upon the watery main, And all his prospects flee. Dejection seize his harrass’d mind, While struggling with dispair;Dame Fortune smiles and proves more kind, His spirits for to...
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Peter Newell
INTRODUCTION WHAT are the best fairy stories? Are they not those which have lived most vividly in active minds? The ripeness of after life works its changes; but we are not dealing with literary judgments—rather with the choice of childhood which fortunately lingers in memory, whatever store of wisdom may come in later years. There is here no question of the new or unusual. On the contrary, it is the...
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CHAPTER I. THAT STRANGE LETTER. It was in the latter part of the eighteenth century. The dwelling was a plain frame structure, spacious, and of the style of that day (the second story projecting a few inches beyond the first), and was kept painted as white as snow. It stood in the south suburb of the then little city of Middletown, Conn., between two hills on the right bank of the Connecticut River, at...
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Elinor Glyn
HEAVILAND MANOR Heaviland Manor Dearest Mamma,—I hope you are taking every possible care of Hurstbridge and Ermyntrude and seeing that the sweet angels do not eat pounds of chocolate between meals. If I had known how Harry was going to behave to me over such a simple thing as the Vicomte's letter, I could never have let you take the children with you to Arcachon for these next months—I am...
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Joseph Samachson
hat year we were all Romans, and I have to tell you that I look awful in a toga and short sword, but not nearly as awful as the Greek. You go to one of the big schools and naturally you turn out for the Class Reunion. Why not? There's money there, and good fellowship, and money, and the chance of a business contact that will do you some good. And money. Well, I wasn't that fortunate—and you...
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Felix Dahn
INTRODUCTION. Some years ago I was at work in Salzburg: in the library among the old records, and in the Museum of Roman antiquities. My studies were principally concerned with the fifth century: the time when the Germanic tribes invaded these regions, the Roman garrisons retiring with or without resistance, while many settlers remained in the land. Peasants, trades-people, mechanics, would not forsake...
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