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" ... being kind to me in the great city, after a little forced notice, which they had the grace to take of me on my first arrival in town, soon grew tired of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and,... "
The Life of Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Page 15
by James Gillman - 1838 - 362 pages
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A Century of English Essays: An Anthology Ranging from Caxton to R. L ...

Ernest Rhys - 1915 - 518 pages
...my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough ; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...unfledged years ! How, in my dreams, would my native town (far in the west) come back, with its church, and trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and...
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The English Familiar Essay: Representative Texts

William Frank Bryan, Ronald Salmon Crane - 1916 - 576 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...unfledged years! How, in my dreams, would my native town (far in the west) come back, with its church, and trees, and faces! How I would wake weeping, and in...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 924 pages
...holiday [80 visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...unfledged years! How, in my dreams, would my native town (far in the west) [90 come back, with its church, and trees, and faces! How I would wake weeping, and...
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Recovered Yesterdays in Literature

William Alfred Quayle - 1916 - 320 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...early homestead! The yearnings which I used to have toward it in those unfledged years! How, in my dreams would my native town (far in the west) come back,...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 944 pages
...and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. 0 d reapers wiping their foreheads, were very fine,...sliding were also very fine? To such a picture the (far in the west) [90 come back, with its church, and trees, and faces! How I would wake weeping, and...
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A Book of English Literature, Selected and Ed, Volume 1

Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - 1916 - 964 pages
...holiday [80 visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, t without his wheel; reduced to make dishes, or rather amorphous botches, by mere kneading О the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead! The yearnings which I used to have...
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Readings in English Prose of the Nineteenth Century, Part 1

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1917 - 376 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...unfledged years! How, in my dreams, would my native town (far in the west) come back, with its church, and trees, and faces! How I would wake weeping, and in...
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Readings in English Prose of the Nineteenth Century

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1917 - 716 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I thought them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early home1 Horse-flesh. stead! The yearnings which I used to have towards it in those unfledged years! How,...
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Studies in Literature

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 350 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I found them few enough ; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt...unfledged years ! How, in my dreams, would my native town (far in the west) come back, with its church, and trees, and faces ! How I would wake weeping, and...
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Studies in Literature, Volume 1

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1918 - 344 pages
...of my holiday visits. They seemed to them to recur too often, though I found them few enough; and, one after another, they all failed me, and I felt myself alone among six hundred playmates. 0 the cruelty of separating a poor lad from his early homestead ! The yearnings which I used to have...
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