She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She seemed a creature fresh from the hand of God, and waiting for the breath of life — not one who had lived and suffered death. Stories for standard i (-vi). - Seite 209von mrs. William Thomas Greenup - 1880Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| Joe Mitchell Chapple - 1911 - 936 Seiten
...She was dead. There, upon her little bed, she lay at rest. The solemn stillness was no marvel now. She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free...death. Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered in a spot she had been used to favor. "When I die, put near... | |
| Michael Monahan - 1911 - 386 Seiten
...establishment of Sampson Brass, Barrister-at-law. Little Nell was dead. No sleep so calm and beautiful, so free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She seemed a creature fresh from the hand of God — not one that had lived and suffered Death. . . . (And this, too, they have rejected, because, they... | |
| Charles Dickens - 1912 - 258 Seiten
...deeds the very name of which has driven the boldest man away. — Sketches by Boz: Tales, ch. xii. She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free...death. Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered in a spot she had been used to favour. " When I die, put... | |
| 1912 - 414 Seiten
...the thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are. DEATH OF LITTLE NELL CHARLES DICKENS O HE was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free...death. Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered in a spot she had been used to favor. " When I die, put near... | |
| James William Searson, George Ellsworth Martin - 1914 - 394 Seiten
...She was dead. There, upon her little bed, she lay at rest. The solemn stillness was no marvel now. She was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free...death. Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered in a spot she had been used to favor. "When I die, put near... | |
| Nellie Elfa Turner - 1915 - 536 Seiten
...brow the breath of the eternal morning. Eulogy of Garfield — JAMES GILLESPIE ELAINE. 15. Little Nell was dead. No sleep so beautiful and calm, so free...of life ; not one who had lived and suffered death. . . . She was dead, and past all help, or need of it. The ancient rooms she had. seemed to fill with... | |
| 1918 - 738 Seiten
...establishment of Sampson Brass, Barrister-at-law. . . . Little Nell was dead. No sleep so calm and beautiful, so free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She seemed a creature fresh from the hand of God — not one that had lived and suffered Death. . . . (And this, too, they have rejected, because, they... | |
| William Iler Crane, William Henry Wheeler - 1919 - 456 Seiten
...at rest. The solemn stillness was no marvel now. She was dead: no sleep so beautiful and calm, so 5 free from trace of pain, so fair to look upon. She...for the breath of life ; not one who had lived and had suffered death. Her couch was dressed with here and there someio winter berries and green leaves,... | |
| 1919 - 1002 Seiten
...value 14; comprehension value 3.8). — Her couch was dressed with here and there some winter berries and green leaves, gathered In a spot she had been used to favor. "When I die, put near me something that has loved the light, and had the sky above it always."... | |
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