Oh, Mary, be Careful!J.B. Lippincott, 1917 - 177 pages |
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... - ently she would run outside and scold the hens if they hadn't laid a couple of eggs for her husband's supper . Out of this union a baby girl was born one winter , and , because Mrs. Meacham was 20 OH , MARY , BE CAREFUL !
... - ently she would run outside and scold the hens if they hadn't laid a couple of eggs for her husband's supper . Out of this union a baby girl was born one winter , and , because Mrs. Meacham was 20 OH , MARY , BE CAREFUL !
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... baby was born . And , because her husband was helpless when left to himself , he was taken down with pneumonia the following month . An old neighbor , Dame Ellison , went in to look after him , and thereby had the whole family on her ...
... baby was born . And , because her husband was helpless when left to himself , he was taken down with pneumonia the following month . An old neighbor , Dame Ellison , went in to look after him , and thereby had the whole family on her ...
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... baby , and tell her my grandfather's grand- father was the same as hers - General Meacham who fit against the British on Long Island ; and tell her the baby is the last of the Meachams as far as I know , and tell her my time has come ...
... baby , and tell her my grandfather's grand- father was the same as hers - General Meacham who fit against the British on Long Island ; and tell her the baby is the last of the Meachams as far as I know , and tell her my time has come ...
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... baby and dressed it up as pretty as I could , using some of the things that had been laying in my trunk for over twenty years , ever since my own little girl died . " And sure enough , when I got to Plainfield they told me how to get to ...
... baby and dressed it up as pretty as I could , using some of the things that had been laying in my trunk for over twenty years , ever since my own little girl died . " And sure enough , when I got to Plainfield they told me how to get to ...
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... I was showed into a sitting room with that precious baby laying in my arms as good as gold . " Pretty soon in come a grand lady with gray hair and black eyebrows , and such a pair of eyes in her head that I 24 OH , MARY , BE CAREFUL !
... I was showed into a sitting room with that precious baby laying in my arms as good as gold . " Pretty soon in come a grand lady with gray hair and black eyebrows , and such a pair of eyes in her head that I 24 OH , MARY , BE CAREFUL !
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Page 73 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!
Page 84 - O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 74 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
Page 152 - ... Lays her gentle hand in mine. And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Like the stars, so still and saint-like, Looking downward from the skies. Uttered not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. O, though oft depressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died!
Page 84 - O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Page 151 - He, the young and strong, who cherished Noble longings for the strife, By the roadside fell and perished, Weary with the march of life!
Page 149 - Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlor wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Page 149 - WHEN the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps...
Page 153 - Instead, of course, she went straight to her own room; and, after carefully closing the door, she threw herself across the foot of the bed, her face buried in her hands, in that immemorial posture which I have already mentioned.