A Diversity of Creatures, Part 1

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Doubleday, Page, 1917 - Drug addiction - 443 pages
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Page 256 - Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera, credo equidem, vivos ducent de marmore vultus, orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus describent radio et surgentia sidera dicent: 850 tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento; hae tibi erunt artes; pacisque imponere morem, parcere subiectis et debellare superbos.
Page 67 - I lose his large sound council, miss his keen amending eyes. He is bailiff, woodman, wheelwright, field-surveyor, engineer, And if flagrantly a poacher — 'tain't for me to interfere. "Hob, what about that River-bit?
Page 427 - How high did he fall from?" Mary whispered. "Pretty nearly four thousand feet, I should think, didn't he? You were up that day, Monkey?" "All of that," the other child replied. "My bar made three thousand, and I wasn't as high as him by a lot." "Then that's all right," said Mary. "Thank you very much.
Page 63 - When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him Hobdenius — a Briton of the Clay, Saying: "What about that River-piece for layin
Page 442 - IT WAS not part of their blood, It came to them very late With long arrears to make good, When the English began to hate.
Page 210 - It was a twenty-line question, studded with legal technicalities. The gist of it was that he wished to know whether the appropriate Minister was aware that there had been a grave miscarriage of justice on such and such a date, at such and such a place, before such and such justices of the peace, in regard to a case which arose I heard one desperate, weary 'damn!' float up from the pit of that torment. Pallant sawed on — 'out of certain events which occurred at the village of Huckley.
Page 379 - Men write in fable, as old /^Esop did, Jesting at that which none will name aloud. And this they needs must do, or it will fall Unless they please they are not heard at all.
Page 130 - That flesh we had nursed from the first in all cleanness was given To corruption unveiled and assailed by the malice of Heaven. By the heart-shaking jests of Decay where it lolled on the wires To be blanched or gay-painted by fumes—to be cindered To be senselessly tossed and re-tossed in stale mutilation From crater to crater.
Page 34 - Dragomiroff spoke as one who would excuse himself. "Perhaps that was why — last night — " Then it came out as we sat over breakfast, that, with the exception of Arnott and Pirolo, none of us had ever seen a corpse, or knew in what manner the spirit passes. "We're a nice lot to flap about governing the Planet," De Forest laughed. "I confess, now it's all over, that my main fear was I mightn't be able to pull it off without losing a life.
Page 4 - ... Illinois) whose owners come into Chicago for amusements and society during the winter. They were, he said, noticeably kind, quiet folk, but a little exacting, as all flat countries must be, in their notions of privacy. There had, for instance, been no printed news-sheet in Illinois for twenty-seven years. Chicago argued that engines for printed news sooner or later developed into engines for invasion of privacy, which in turn might bring the old terror of Crowds and blackmail back to the Planet....