... the mill and under the red shadow of the sails, watching the swallows flutter to and fro in the sunset, and hearing the droll frogs croak in the rushes, while the old people told her tales of the time when in their babyhood they had run out, fearful... Bébée, Or, Two Little Wooden Shoes: A Story - Side 67av Ouida - 1874 - 240 siderUten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken
| Ouida - 1874 - 272 sider
...shelling peas, and called to her to come in and have a drop of coffee. Krebs had come in from Vilvoorde fair, and brought a stock of rare good berries with...perfectly beautiful things on earth, joyous, innocent, halfdivine, useless, say they who are wiser than God. Bebee went home and worked among her flowers.... | |
| Marie Louise De la Ramée - 1874 - 342 sider
...time when in their babyhood they had run out, fearful yet fascinated, to see the beautiful Scots Greys flash by in the murky night, and the endless line...her back bowed to the hoeing and clipping and raking amongst the blossoming plants. " How late you are working to-night, JBe'bee ! " one or two called out,... | |
| Ouida - 1874 - 358 sider
...time when in their babyhood they had run out, fearful yet fascinated, to see the beautiful Scots Greys flash by in the murky night, and the endless line...her back bowed to the hoeing and clipping and raking amongst the blossoming plants. "How late you are working to-night, Bebee?" one or two called out, as... | |
| Ouida - 1874 - 328 sider
...time when in their babyhood they had run out, fearful yet fascinated, to see the beautiful Scots Greys flash by in the murky night, and the endless line...divine, useless, say they who are wiser than God. Beb6e went home and worked among her flowers. A little laborious figure, with her petticoats twisted... | |
| Eliza Kilkee - 1880 - 178 sider
...paints and thinks as a child, but by-and-by her talent will develop. Then she will understand fully that the flowers and the birds and the butterflies are...perfectly beautiful things on earth ; joyous, innocent. Dimly now she feels this, and it hurts her that the flowers or the beauteous gay insects should be... | |
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