Scribner's Magazine, 4 tomasEdward Livermore Burlingame, Robert Bridges, Alfred Sheppard Dashiell, Harlan Logan Charles Scribners Sons, 1888 |
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... asked Maestro Ambrogio . " The winter is at hand , my master . I feel its breath already , and I am old . " " Madre mia , with such nimble fin- gers ! " returned the doctor , as he watched the whirring wheel . " There is no winter in ...
... asked Maestro Ambrogio . " The winter is at hand , my master . I feel its breath already , and I am old . " " Madre mia , with such nimble fin- gers ! " returned the doctor , as he watched the whirring wheel . " There is no winter in ...
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... asked no more questions , left events to wait upon themselves , the stars to rise and set as they would , unnoted ; till the winter had worn away . The doctor's cellar contained a few bottles of old wine , lying there in wait for rare ...
... asked no more questions , left events to wait upon themselves , the stars to rise and set as they would , unnoted ; till the winter had worn away . The doctor's cellar contained a few bottles of old wine , lying there in wait for rare ...
42 psl.
... asked that she might sit to him . And when per- mission was refused , almost on his knees , he begged , implored Maestro Ambrogio to grant it . The smile haunt- ed him , he said , impelling him to paint it from memory if not from life ...
... asked that she might sit to him . And when per- mission was refused , almost on his knees , he begged , implored Maestro Ambrogio to grant it . The smile haunt- ed him , he said , impelling him to paint it from memory if not from life ...
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... asked . " Forgive me , master ; I forgot " " Speak ! " he continued , sharply . " What flower do you mean ? " " The rose , " replied Modesta . " The dead rose that seemed to live again . Signor , MAESTRO AMBROGIO . 43.
... asked . " Forgive me , master ; I forgot " " Speak ! " he continued , sharply . " What flower do you mean ? " " The rose , " replied Modesta . " The dead rose that seemed to live again . Signor , MAESTRO AMBROGIO . 43.
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... asked her , abruptly , fiercely , but coloring with her question , whether Captain Crispin had been in Paris . We have heard Mrs. Berrington's answer , with which her strenuous sister was imperfectly satisfied ; a fact the perception of ...
... asked her , abruptly , fiercely , but coloring with her question , whether Captain Crispin had been in Paris . We have heard Mrs. Berrington's answer , with which her strenuous sister was imperfectly satisfied ; a fact the perception of ...
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Scribner's Magazine, 22 tomas Edward Livermore Burlingame,Robert Bridges,Alfred Sheppard Dashiell,Harlan Logan Visos knygos peržiūra - 1897 |
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