has the power to render us happy or unhappy; to make our service light or

Professor Umbridge was standing stock still, staring at Dumbledore, who continued to smile benignly.

Because if it is, I'm warning you--

Narcissa looked up at him, her face eloquent with despair.

FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN The sisters considered him, united in disapproval, both holding on to one of the swing poles, as though it was the safe place in tag.

little ought to be of good cheer, for what would he who is dispirited at a little progress do, if he were making none at all, or even undergoing a repulse? Such a faint heart, as the proverb says, will never take a city: but now that we have succeeded thus far, the citadel is ours, and what remains is easier.

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and far away from home. But he soon discovered that one may have too much of a good thing. His hearing was too fine. He not only heard the grass grow, but could hear every man's heart beat, whether in sorrow or in joy. The whole world was to him like a clockmaker's great workshop, in which all the clocks were going "tick, tick," and all the turret clocks striking "ding, dong." It was unbearable. For a long

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