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" Give me the clear blue sky over my head," says he, "and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner — and then to thinking ! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh, I run,... "
New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - Sivu 53
muokkaaja - 1822
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Essays, English and American

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1920 - 492 sivua
...head," says he, "and the 7. troubadour. I'ublic singer. Clown is the same as peasant, countryman. preen turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and...lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy." Bravo ! After that adventure of my friend with the policeman, you would not have cared, would you,...

Why We Should Read--

Stuart Petre Brodie Mais - 1921 - 332 sivua
...clear blue sky over my head " (what joy it gives one merely to transcribe the well-known words), " and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road...lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy." He brings just this naive, fresh-air, healthy enthusiasm into all his critical work, and it is this...

Modern English Essays ...

Ernest Rhys - 1922 - 280 sivua
...be a tax levied on all who have not read it : " Give me the clear blue sky over my head," says he, " and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road...lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy." Bravo ! After that adventure of my friend with the policeman, you would not have cared, would you,...

The Lore of the Wanderer

George Goodchild - 1922 - 264 sivua
...thirteenth centuries. Here the troubadour is the singer, as the stolid peasant is the clown. he, " and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road...lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing for joy." Bravo ! After that adventure of my friend with the policeman, you would not have cared, would you,...

Selected English Essays

1922 - 570 sivua
...a tax levied on all who have not read it : — ' Give me the clear blue sky over my head,' says he, 'and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road...to dinner — and then to thinking ! It is hard if 1 cannot start some game on these lone heaths. 1 laugh, 1 run, I leap, I sing for joy.' Bravo ! After...

Viewpoints in Essays: An Arrangement of Books According to Their Essential ...

Marion Horton - 1922 - 82 sivua
...should be a tax laid on all who have not read it: "Give me the clear blue sky above my head," says he, "and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road...and a three hours march to dinner — and then to thinkingl It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh, I run, I leap, I sing...

Viewpoints in Essays: An Arrangement of Books According to Their Essential ...

Marion Horton - 1922 - 84 sivua
...should be a tax laid on all who have not read it: "Give me the clear blue sky above my head," says he, "and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me and a three hours march to dinner—and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh,...

Representative English Essays

Warner Taylor - 1923 - 524 sivua
...friend in a post-chaise or in a Tilbury, to exchange good things with, and vary the same stale topics over again, for once let me have a truce with impertinence....winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner—and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh,...

The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson, Nide 2

Robert Louis Stevenson - 1922 - 630 sivua
...be a tax levied on all who have not read it:— "Give me the clear blue sky over my head," says he, "and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner—and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh,...

Modern English Essays: Carlyle (Rt. Hon. Augustine Birrell) Gay's Fables ...

Ernest Rhys - 1923 - 268 sivua
...be a tax levied on all who have not read it: " Give me the clear blue sky over my head," says he, " and the green turf beneath my feet, a winding road before me, and a three hours' march to dinner—and then to thinking! It is hard if I cannot start some game on these lone heaths. I laugh,...




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