The Autocrat of the Breakfast-tableW. Paterson, 1858 - 279 pages |
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... suppose that my remarks made at this table are like so many postage - stamps , do you , — each to be only once uttered ? If you do , you are mistaken . He must be a poor creature that does not often repeat himself . Imagine the author ...
... suppose that my remarks made at this table are like so many postage - stamps , do you , — each to be only once uttered ? If you do , you are mistaken . He must be a poor creature that does not often repeat himself . Imagine the author ...
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... suppose it is about as common as the power of moving the ears voluntarily , which is a moderately rare endowment . Little localized powers , and little narrow streaks of specialized knowledge , are things men are very apt to be ...
... suppose it is about as common as the power of moving the ears voluntarily , which is a moderately rare endowment . Little localized powers , and little narrow streaks of specialized knowledge , are things men are very apt to be ...
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... suppose you think . I don't doubt it , but I will tell you what I have found spoil more good talks than anything else ; -long argu- ments on special points between people who differ on the fundamental principles upon which these points ...
... suppose you think . I don't doubt it , but I will tell you what I have found spoil more good talks than anything else ; -long argu- ments on special points between people who differ on the fundamental principles upon which these points ...
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... suppose our dear didascalos over there ever read Poli Synopsis , or consulted Cas- telli Lexicon , while he was growing up to their stat- ure ? Not he ; but virtue passed through the hem of their parchment and leather garments whenever ...
... suppose our dear didascalos over there ever read Poli Synopsis , or consulted Cas- telli Lexicon , while he was growing up to their stat- ure ? Not he ; but virtue passed through the hem of their parchment and leather garments whenever ...
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Oliver Wendell Holmes. not expect it every morning . Neither must the reader suppose that all these things I have reported were said at any one breakfast - time . I have not taken the trouble to date them , as Raspail , père , used to ...
Oliver Wendell Holmes. not expect it every morning . Neither must the reader suppose that all these things I have reported were said at any one breakfast - time . I have not taken the trouble to date them , as Raspail , père , used to ...
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Page 110 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
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Page 298 - The parson was working his Sunday's text,— Had got to fifthly, and stopped perplexed At what the— Moses— was coming next. All at once the horse stood still, Close by the meet'n'-house on the hill.
Page 111 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past!
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Page 358 - If it please the king, and if I have found favor in his sight, and the thing seem right before the king, and I be pleasing in his eyes, let it be written to reverse the letters devised by Haman the...
Page 295 - Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it — ah, but stay...
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Page 295 - Snuffy old drone from the German hive ! That was the year when Lisbon-town Saw the earth open and gulp her down, And Braddock's army was done so brown, Left without a scalp to its crown. It was on the terrible Earthquake-day That the Deacon finished the one-hoss-shay.