The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... 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 ! MILTON . Look ...
... 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 ! MILTON . Look ...
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... her emotions-- " for I assure you I will never make an improper use of what you may say — indeed I will not ! What do you really think of her casę ? ” 66 Why - if all that you have said be 2 THE MERCHANT's clerk . 13.
... her emotions-- " for I assure you I will never make an improper use of what you may say — indeed I will not ! What do you really think of her casę ? ” 66 Why - if all that you have said be 2 THE MERCHANT's clerk . 13.
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... never very vigorous , and he bore with many a fit of indisposition , rather than incur the ex- pense of medical attendance . It may be added , that Elliott was a man of gentlemanly exterior and enga- ging deportment -- and then let us ...
... never very vigorous , and he bore with many a fit of indisposition , rather than incur the ex- pense of medical attendance . It may be added , that Elliott was a man of gentlemanly exterior and enga- ging deportment -- and then let us ...
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... never crossed his mind as being possi- ble that two young hearts could , by any means , when in different ranks of society , one rich , the other poor , be warmed into a feeling of regard , and even love for one another . One afternoon ...
... never crossed his mind as being possi- ble that two young hearts could , by any means , when in different ranks of society , one rich , the other poor , be warmed into a feeling of regard , and even love for one another . One afternoon ...
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... never do ! I'll think of it to - morrow morning . " Thus communed El- liott with himself , by turns writing , pausing , and so- liloquizing , till the lateness of the hour compelled him to apply to his task in good earnest . He did not ...
... never do ! I'll think of it to - morrow morning . " Thus communed El- liott with himself , by turns writing , pausing , and so- liloquizing , till the lateness of the hour compelled him to apply to his task in good earnest . He did not ...
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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.