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For one rare moment he seemed to be clothed in the real apparel of boyhood: and, as he stood in the wings among the other players, he shared the common mirth amid which the drop scene was hauled upwards by two able-bodied priests with violent jerks and all awry. You have been wisely admonished to "accustom yourselves to think and speak of the Union as of the palladium of your political safety and prosperity, watching for its preservation with jealous anxiety, discountenancing whatever may… Continue

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--Not in the least, said the dean politely. It was a cold day and to keep up my heart I had (saving your presence, ma'am) a quid of Tullamore in my mouth and sure I couldn't say a word in any case because my mouth was full of tobacco juice. " After a little she turned round. The children, in especial, I should thus fence about and absolutely save.

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And they would carry the coffin out of the chapel slowly and he would be buried in the little graveyard of the community off the main avenue of limes. Among other things, this means that no one owns a United States copyright on or for this work, so the Project (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without permission and without paying copyright royalties. But he had pretended not to see that she was going to cry. Universal suffrage should rest upon universal… Continue

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He ate his dinner with surly appetite and when the meal was over and the grease-strewn plates lay abandoned on the table, he rose and went to the window, clearing the thick scum from his mouth with his tongue and licking it from his lips. Today, we affirm a new commitment to live out our nation#146;s promise through civility, courage, compassion and character. There was neither on the table; only the soup plate he had eaten the rice from for supper and the candlestick with its tendrils of… Continue

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"You mean that, since yesterday, you HAVE seen--?" She shook her head with dignity. Another nature seemed to have been lent him: the infection of the excitement and youth about him entered into and transformed his moody mistrustfulness. The usual place of embarkation was half a mile from the house, but I had an intimate conviction that, wherever Flora might be, she was not near home. This is the last and deepest and most cruel sting of the worm of conscience.…

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Stephen looked with affection at Mr Casey's face which stared across the table over his joined hands. She was my sister's governess," he quietly said. " It was I who fell into the trap! "So she disturbed you, and, to see what she was looking at, you also looked--you saw. " "Well, miss, you're not the first--and you won't be the last.

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A regret for the mistakes of yesterday must not, however, blind us to the tasks of today. It was a Firbolg in the borrowed cloak of a Milesian; and he thought of his friend Davin, the peasant student. " If, therefore, Congress, in its wisdom, shall deem it expedient to create a commission to take under early consideration the revision of our coinage, banking and currency laws, and give them that exhaustive, careful and dispassionate examination that their importance demands, I shall cordially… Continue

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The arts which excite them, pornographical or didactic, are therefore improper arts. A sense of fear of the unknown moved in the heart of his weariness, a fear of symbols and portents, of the hawk-like man whose name he bore soaring out of his captivity on osier-woven wings, of Thoth, the god of writers, writing with a reed upon a tablet and bearing on his narrow ibis head the cusped moon. " After a little she turned round. Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.…

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Grose's suspense blazed at me, but it was too late now, and I brought the thing out handsomely. The cold slime of the ditch covered his whole body; and, when the bell rang for study and the lines filed out of the playrooms, he felt the cold air of the corridor and staircase inside his clothes. While these instants lasted, indeed, I had the extraordinary chill of feeling that it was I who was the intruder. Stephen sat in the front bench of the chapel.…

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God could see that he was sorry. Long the defender of my country's rights in the field, I trust that my fellow-citizens will not see in my earnest desire to preserve peace with foreign powers any indication that their rights will ever be sacrificed or the honor of the nation tarnished by any admission on the part of their Chief Magistrate unworthy of their former glory. If I read the temper of our people correctly, we now realize as we have never realized before our interdependence on each… Continue

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The attitude of rapture in sacred art, the raised and parted hands, the parted lips and eyes as of one about to swoon, became for him an image of the soul in prayer, humiliated and faint before her Creator. He was sitting in the narrow breakfast room high up in the old dark-windowed house. There had been, this evening, after the revelation left me, for an hour, so prostrate--there had been, for either of us, no attendance on any service but a little service of tears and vows, of prayers and… Continue

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With these I am unafraid, and confidently face the future. I said he was terribly burned. I came down to the drive while she stood in the doorway. In the first weeks the days were long; they often, at their finest, gave me what I used to call my own hour, the hour when, for my pupils, teatime and bedtime having come and gone, I had, before my final retirement, a small interval alone.…

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Angry with himself he tried to hide his face from their eyes by gazing down sideways into the shallow swirling water under the bridge but he still saw a reflection therein of their top-heavy silk hats and humble tape-like collars and loosely-hanging clerical clothes. A sense of her innocence moved him almost to pity her, an innocence he had never understood till he had come to the knowledge of it through sin, an innocence which she too had not understood while she was innocent or before the… Continue

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Mind, no longer tasked in devising means to accomplish or resist schemes of ambition, usurpation, or conquest, is devoting itself to man's true interests in developing his faculties and powers and the capacity of nature to minister to his enjoyments. **The Legal Small Print** (Three Pages) ***START**THE SMALL PRINT!**FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN ETEXTS**START*** Why is this "Small Print!" statement here? You know: lawyers. --What is it for? --QUOD? --What is it for? Cranly turned his pale face to Stephen… Continue

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The archangel Michael, the prince of the heavenly host, appeared glorious and terrible against the sky. It was exactly as if my charges knew how almost more awkward than anything else that might be for me. But it was a holy smell. To think of them beaten and swollen with pain all in a moment made him feel so sorry for them as if they were not his own but someone else's that he felt sorry for.…

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" "And what do you call `everything'?" "Why, sending for their uncle. Union, justice, tranquillity, the common defense, the general welfare, and the blessings of liberty - all have been promoted by the Government under which we have lived. There was a way to deal with that, and I dealt; the more readily for my full vision--on the evidence--of our employer's late clever, good-looking "own" man; impudent, assured, spoiled, depraved. Orchestra played O WILLIE, WE HAVE MISSED YOU.…

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He would know obscure things, hidden from others, from those who were conceived and born children of wrath. --We knew perfectly well of course that though it was bound to come to the light he would find considerable difficulty in endeavouring to try to induce himself to try to endeavour to ascertain the spiritual plenipotentiary and so we knew of course perfectly well-- Murmuring faces waited and watched; murmurous voices filled the dark shell of the cave. It was an odd accident of thought that… Continue

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That was ivory: a cold white thing. It had already lasted a minute, and it lasted while I continued, seizing my colleague, quite thrusting her at it and presenting her to it, to insist with my pointing hand. Let that thought be ever before our minds and then we cannot sin. Yet though ye should condescend to this, which God forbid, the Order still would be but fruitless and defective to that end whereto ye meant it.…

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Goatish creatures with human faces, hornybrowed, lightly bearded and grey as india-rubber. To me at least, making my statement here with a deliberation with which I have never made it, the whole feeling of the moment returns. And you will set her mind at rest. She will help you, my child.

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