No Second SpringFrederick A. Stokes Company, 1933 - 304 pagine |
Dall'interno del libro
Risultati 1-3 di 29
Pagina 48
... beside Allison . " Now are you satisfied , O Mother of the World ! " he laughed . He was up beside them in a sec- ond , and urging the old pony out through the yard gate , cheering it on as it picked its way gingerly along the crunching ...
... beside Allison . " Now are you satisfied , O Mother of the World ! " he laughed . He was up beside them in a sec- ond , and urging the old pony out through the yard gate , cheering it on as it picked its way gingerly along the crunching ...
Pagina 204
... beside the gates of St. James's Palace to watch the splendor and nobility of England stream forth to attend a grand levee . He stood for almost two hours , the splendor of the horses and the beauty of the women filling his mind with ...
... beside the gates of St. James's Palace to watch the splendor and nobility of England stream forth to attend a grand levee . He stood for almost two hours , the splendor of the horses and the beauty of the women filling his mind with ...
Pagina 235
... beside the peat fire in McAllister's croft . He had finished his porridge and the bowl stood beside him on the floor ; he kicked the peats idly with his foot . Water was trickling down the walls , and the draught , which raced in ...
... beside the peat fire in McAllister's croft . He had finished his porridge and the bowl stood beside him on the floor ; he kicked the peats idly with his foot . Water was trickling down the walls , and the draught , which raced in ...
Altre edizioni - Visualizza tutto
Parole e frasi comuni
Alex Allison sat Andrew Simon baby beautiful Bella Ben Buie beneath beside blue boat Book of Job brain Buie candle canna cheeks child clouds cold Coolins corner creeping crofters crofts damp dark dear door drew eager Edinburgh face fear feel feet felt fichu filled fingers fire Gaelic gazed gently glance gleaming glen Glenlee gloaming gray eyes hair Hamish hand head headland heard Highland hills hurried Jean knew light looked Lord lowland Scot Mama Manse McLellan McLellan's mind minister mish mist moved ness never night once palette knife Papa parlor peat Quatre Bras quietly Renfrewshire road rose round rowlocks seaweed seemed shadow shone shoulder side silence sleep slowly smiled snow soft softly sound spirit spoke stairs stirred stood strange stretched suddenly tears things thought tiny turned voice weary wind window