Kate Douglas Wiggin as Her Sister Knew Her

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Houghton Mifflin, 1925 - 382 pÓgines
A biography of the author of Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm.
 

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PÓgina 153 - I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o
PÓgina 94 - The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, And took them quite away!
PÓgina 69 - So on our heels a fresh perfection treads, A power more strong in beauty, born of us And fated to excel us, as we pass In glory that old Darkness: nor are we Thereby more conquer'd than by us the rule Of shapeless Chaos.
PÓgina 94 - In marble walls as white as milk, Lined with a skin as soft as silk; Within a fountain crystal clear, A golden apple doth appear. No doors there are to this stronghold, Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
PÓgina 68 - I seen also under the sun, and it seemed great unto me: there was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man.
PÓgina 292 - When I was your age I always did it for half an hour a day. Why sometimes...
PÓgina 16 - There are two duties incumbent upon any man who enters on the business of writing: truth to the fact and ( a good spirit in the treatment. In every department of literature, though so low as hardly to deserve the name, truth to the fact is of importance to the education and comfort of mankind, and so hard to preserve, that the faithful trying to do so will lend some dignity to the man who tries it.
PÓgina 39 - ... an outward and visible sign of an inward and spiritual grace,' and that the grace was our enduring possession.
PÓgina 94 - WHEN I was a bachelor I lived by myself; And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf. The rats and the mice They made such a strife, I was forced to go to London To buy me a wife.
PÓgina 68 - I will give her the valley of Achor for a door of hope.

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