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I have seen women in many countries, lad, beauties to set thoughts afire and swords a-play, and 'tis not her beauty alone. She hath a spirit for a queen to covet, and air and carriage, too." This eloquent harangue left me purple. "I grant it all, captain. She has but to choose her title and estate." "Ay, and I have a notion which she'll be choosing."

I have seen women in many countries, lad, beauties to set thoughts afire and swords a-play, and 'tis not her beauty alone. She hath a spirit for a queen to covet, and air and carriage, too." This eloquent harangue left me purple. "I grant it all, captain. She has but to choose her title and estate." "Ay, and I have a notion which she'll be choosing."

A group on the kerbstone broke into song: Now, honey, yo' stay in yo' own back yard, Doan min' what dem white chiles do; What show yo' suppose dey's a-gwine to gib A little black coon like yo'? So stay on this side of the high boahd fence, An', honey, doan cry so hard; Go out an' a-play, jes' as much as yo' please, But stay in yo' own back yard.

I don't know what ailed me, but all of a sudden I seemed to be lying off Long Wharf, with the clouds the color of silver, and the air the color of gold, and Molly in a white apron with her shining needles, and the baby a-play in his red stockings about the deck. "Think if it was him!" says she, or she seems to say, "think if it was him!"

I have seen women in many countries, lad, beauties to set thoughts afire and swords a-play, and 'tis not her beauty alone. She hath a spirit for a queen to covet, and air and carriage, too." This eloquent harangue left me purple. "I grant it all, captain. She has but to choose her title and estate." "Ay, and I have a notion which she'll be choosing."

The sun is high in the morning skies; The brook's a-play in the pasture lot And wondereth that the little boy It loveth dearly cometh not To share its turbulence and joy; The grass hath kisses cool and sweet For truant little brown bare feet So come, O child, awake, arise! The sun is high in the morning skies!"