The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... Lord , sir ! " dropping his voice , and giving a hur- ried glance towards a door , opening , I suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before ...
... Lord , sir ! " dropping his voice , and giving a hur- ried glance towards a door , opening , I suppose , into his sitting room- - " there's nothing partic'lar in that , after all . My mistress and I , even , have done such things before ...
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... assume an unconcerned air- " did you ever hear of the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Scamp , Molly ? " " Yes ; I've seen things about him now and then in the newspapers . Isn't he a great gambler , papa THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 43.
... assume an unconcerned air- " did you ever hear of the Right Honourable the Lord Viscount Scamp , Molly ? " " Yes ; I've seen things about him now and then in the newspapers . Isn't he a great gambler , papa THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 43.
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... Lord Scamp is no such thing , He's a vastly agree- able young man , and takes an uncommon interest in city matters ... Lord Scamp ? He's an orna- ment to the peerage . " " How long have you known him , papa ? " " How long , puss ! Why ...
... Lord Scamp is no such thing , He's a vastly agree- able young man , and takes an uncommon interest in city matters ... Lord Scamp ? He's an orna- ment to the peerage . " " How long have you known him , papa ? " " How long , puss ! Why ...
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... lords as good as any merchant in the city of London - hem ! and , after all , a lord's a superior article , too , in respect of birth and breeding . " " Yes , papa , they're all well enough , I dare say , in their own circles : but in ...
... lords as good as any merchant in the city of London - hem ! and , after all , a lord's a superior article , too , in respect of birth and breeding . " " Yes , papa , they're all well enough , I dare say , in their own circles : but in ...
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... Lord Scamp , whose visit , on the ensuing Sunday , would be paid to her as to his future wife . Soon after this , she rang for candles ; and kissing her father , who had fairly fallen asleep , she withdrew to her own room , and there ...
... Lord Scamp , whose visit , on the ensuing Sunday , would be paid to her as to his future wife . Soon after this , she rang for candles ; and kissing her father , who had fairly fallen asleep , she withdrew to her own room , and there ...
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agitation arms baronet Bill Fowler Bloomsbury Square bracelet Bullion House Carl Carl's carriage chair coach companion continued counting house daughter dear Dick door dreadful Drysalt Ebury exclaimed eyes father fearful feelings fell fellow felt Forster gasped guineas hand head hear heard heart highwaymen Hillary's honour horse hour hurried husband inquired instantly lady length letter lips looked Lord Scamp Lord Squander lordship ma'am magistrate matter Mincing Lane mind Miss Hillary monk morning never Newfoundland dog night o'clock Old Bailey opened Oxleigh paused pistol poor Elliott PORCELLIAN CLUB present prisoner pugilism replied scarce scene seat seemed servant silence Sir Diggory Sir William Gwynne sitting soon stairs stood stranger suddenly sure tell thee thing thought tion tone Topknot trembling turned uttered voice wagoner walked whispered wife William Fowler words worship wretched
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Seite 349 - Through the high wood echoing shrill: Sometime walking, not unseen, By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green, Right against the Eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state...
Seite 115 - It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Seite 9 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Seite 349 - Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight ; While the ploughman, near at hand, ' Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Seite 288 - For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And, though a late, a sure reward succeeds.