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Updated: June 21, 2025
From its hinder end a couple of vesicles develop the simple tubular rudiments of the right and left lungs. They afterwards increase considerably in size, fill the greater part of the thoracic cavity, and take the heart between them. Even in the frogs we find that the simple sac has developed into a spongy body of peculiar froth-like tissue.
His master was holding in his hand a bottle of champagne. Poor Nicholas! He had chosen it. Herr Paul drained a glass. Poor Nicholas! The prince of fellows, and of what use was one? They kept him away from Nicholas! Herr Paul's eyes fell on the terrier. "Ach! my dear," he said, "you and I, we alone are kept away!" He drained a second glass. What was it? This life! Froth-like that!
I threw myself beneath the boughs of what seemed a eucalyptus in blossom: its flowers had a hard calyx much resembling a skull, the top of which rose like a lid to let the froth-like bloom-brain overfoam its cup. From beneath the shadow of its falchion-leaves my eyes went wandering into deep after deep of the forest.
The work displays the iridescent brightness as well as the occasional impurity of this froth-like character. Beauty and ugliness are, indeed, almost inseparable in the moral impression which it leaves upon us.
Behind the eyes which gazed up at him, dear and sweet as pools of sunlit water, he knew there lay the consuming passion for power, for admiration, for the froth-like pleasures of the life that was swirling about them. Sincerity was but their mask. He knew that the beautiful gray eyes lied to him when he saw in them all that he held glorious in womanhood.
Rowens in her normal condition of widowhood. The Widow Rowens was now in the full bloom of ornamental sorrow. A very shallow crape bonnet, frilled and froth-like, allowed the parted raven hair to show its glossy smoothness. A jet pin heaved upon her bosom with every sigh of memory, or emotion of unknown origin.
Rowens in her normal condition of widowhood. The Widow Rowens was now in the full bloom of ornamental sorrow. A very shallow crape bonnet, frilled and froth-like, allowed the parted raven hair to show its glossy smoothness. A jet pin heaved upon her bosom with every sigh of memory, or emotion of unknown origin.
We often noticed lumps of a froth-like substance on the bushes as large as cricket-balls, which we could not explain. On the morning of the 17th we were pleased to see a person coming from the island of Shibanga with jacket and hat on.
Rowens in her normal condition of widowhood. The Widow Rowens was now in the full bloom of ornamental sorrow. A very shallow crape bonnet, frilled and froth-like, allowed the parted raven hair to show its glossy smoothness. A jet pin heaved upon her bosom with every sigh of memory, or emotion of unknown origin.
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