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 1 1 |      the garden. These windows, rising almost to the level of the
 2 2 |       light of the sun from the rising of that luminary to the
 3 2 |   becoming chilly. The corsage,~rising to the throat, moulded the
 4 8 |      had long, pointed bodices, rising, slim and slender, from~
 5 11|        germs of love which were rising~in her heart. She was neither
 6 13|           I am tired," he said, rising, and bidding the company
 7 16| weakness now prevented him from~rising. The father's face was turned
 8 17|      saw the towers of Guerande rising in the distance, I~whispered
 9 18|        And now," cried Calyste, rising like a happy man.~ ~"Ah!
10 25|     decline,~the other like the rising sun, sat down upon four