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Three hours later he awoke , re - saddled " Young man , ” he said , with eyes that and pursued his way . twinkled humorously , “ I did no ' tell ye The air smote keen and fresh on his to be here on the Sabbath day . Our face .
Three hours later he awoke , re - saddled " Young man , ” he said , with eyes that and pursued his way . twinkled humorously , “ I did no ' tell ye The air smote keen and fresh on his to be here on the Sabbath day . Our face .
Page 89
With peace endowed And Grace , as Somnus ' wand with slumberous dew , The hour whispers my soul and day - cares die ; The simple harmonies of Nature claim An elemental strength , sweeping my view , While human limitations fade ...
With peace endowed And Grace , as Somnus ' wand with slumberous dew , The hour whispers my soul and day - cares die ; The simple harmonies of Nature claim An elemental strength , sweeping my view , While human limitations fade ...
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THE REHABILITATING OF BUCK SMITH BY WALTER ARCHER FROST T WAS ABOUT an terly unapproachable . hour past sun - up Then he raised himself impressively I when they reached from the table and three chairs which had San Peto and deliv- ...
THE REHABILITATING OF BUCK SMITH BY WALTER ARCHER FROST T WAS ABOUT an terly unapproachable . hour past sun - up Then he raised himself impressively I when they reached from the table and three chairs which had San Peto and deliv- ...
Page 92
We'll slide out in about crowd . half an hour from now . In the meanBuck Smith was baffled ; his knees time we're going to round up that conshook and he wondered when his head federate you told about . ” had begun to ache .
We'll slide out in about crowd . half an hour from now . In the meanBuck Smith was baffled ; his knees time we're going to round up that conshook and he wondered when his head federate you told about . ” had begun to ache .
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And , ever others gather flowers ; While I find only wintry hours ; For me , each joy slips , mocking , by ; And every hope blooms but to die ? IN DAYS OF GUN PLAYS BY WILL F. GRIFFIN T ISHMAEL 93.
And , ever others gather flowers ; While I find only wintry hours ; For me , each joy slips , mocking , by ; And every hope blooms but to die ? IN DAYS OF GUN PLAYS BY WILL F. GRIFFIN T ISHMAEL 93.
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