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Page 226 - Tis not in endless striving Thy quest is found: Be still and listen; Be still and drink the quiet Of all around. Not for thy crying, Not for thy loud beseeching, Will peace draw near: Rest with palms folded, Rest with thine eyelids fallen, — Lo! peace is here.
Page 315 - Me-she-nah-ma-gwai, take hold of my hook," at last he did so, and allowed himself to be drawn up to the surface, which he had no sooner reached than, at one mouthful, he took Manabozho and his canoe down. When he came to himself, he found that he was in the fish's belly, and also his canoe. He now turned his thoughts to the way of making his escape. Looking in his canoe, he saw his war-club, with which he immediately struck the heart of the fish. He then felt a sudden motion, as if he were moving...
Page 90 - I have wanted to say this to you for a long time — I have wanted you to know that you have done me good, and that I am grateful.
Page 183 - He leaned back in his chair with his hands clasped behind his head and looked at each of us, then smiled a peculiar lopsided smile.
Page 170 - There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in your philosophy.
Page 161 - Blossoms and de.wdrops — at the bent spray's edgeThat 's the wise thrush ; he sings each song twice over. Lest yon should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture...