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To her, as to a focal point, the rays of light from every direction converged.
— from History of the Intellectual Development of Europe, Volume I (of 2) Revised Edition by John William Draper
They used to flit around the cinnamon pinks, larkspur, ragged-robins and tiger lilies, within easy reach of little fingers, every day.
— from Moths of the Limberlost: A Book About Limberlost Cabin by Gene Stratton-Porter
Remember, Percy, how oft the Scot has cowered before thee; I will give thee a rig of land for every drop of Maitland blood."
— from Stories of the Scottish Border by William Platt
It is the one book that has a balm for every wound, a comfort for every tear, a ray of light for every darkness.
— from The Jericho Road by W. Bion Adkins
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