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"Living," he murmured, no heights or depths of sentiment seeming beyond him, "it shall always be with me, a joy so sweet that it almost kills. Dead, I shall be happy just to wear it." She laughed as he caught her hand and kissed it.
I I Oh, drat it, I'm getting old. Izzy, you tell him." He grabbed Gordon's hand and waddled down the landing plank. Izzy shook his head. "I can't say it, either, gov'nor but some day, I'm going to have one of those badges myself. Like I always said, honesty sure pays, even if it kills you. Here!"
So saying, with a loud cry he drove his horses to the front. The gods hold a council and determine to watch the fight, from the hill Callicolone, and the barrow of Hercules A fight between Achilles and AEneas is interrupted by Neptune, who saves AEneas Achilles kills many Trojans.
It has created the fairies, whom the sunlight kills, and fairyland rises again in our hearts at the sight of it, the voices of the filmy route, and their faint, soul-piercing melodies. By the moonlight every man, dull clod though he be by day, tastes something of Endymion, takes something of the youth and strength of Enidymion, and sees the dear white goddess shining at him from his Lady's eyes.
My honour lies in being true to my country and my House. I don't know why God has let me love you; but I know that I must stay." Still I said nothing; and she, pausing a while, then went on: "Your ring will always be on my finger, your heart in my heart, the touch of your lips on mine. But you must go and I must stay. Perhaps I must do what it kills me to think of doing."
All in all it is a fine sport, this hunting of the wild creatures of the wood without harming them. To bag them in one's memory or one's notebook is to accomplish that feat long desired of mankind, to keep one's cake and eat it too, while he who shoots kills his joy in the acquiring of it.
Master Gammon bade him go to a certain churchyard in Sussex, and inspect a particular tombstone, upon which the ages of his ancestry were written. They were more like the ages of oaks than of men. "It's the heart kills," said Robert. "It's damned misfortune," murmured the farmer. "It is the wickedness in the world," thought Rhoda. "It's a poor stomach, I reckon," Master Gammon ruminated.
For the first time in his whole life he saw poverty in one dark, struggling mass clamoring for money! money! money! coarse, grasping poverty, such as crushes and kills all the honest pride of man's nature. The room, large as it was, appeared more than half full, and not a single happy face was there.
I then repeated her brother's words, imitating his coolness: "You shall not kill him, unless he kills me first." She kissed me tenderly, calling me her guardian angel, her saviour, and weeping in my arms. I promised to bring her brother on the following day, or the day after that at the latest.
"A thousand rix-dollars to the man who kills Hugo Gottfried!" he shouted. "But, hear ye, save the girl alive!" Yet not a man would attempt the first hazard of the stair. "Knaves, traitors, curs!" he cried; "would that there were so much as a single true man among you but there is not one worth spitting upon!" "Cur yourself!" growled a man, somewhere in the dark "you have most at stake in this.
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