The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... seat of the mischief , I suppose ? " I inter- rupted , smiling , and placing my hand over my heart . " Isn't this really , now , the whole secret ? " " Why the fact is certainly , I believe - yes , I may say that love has had a good ...
... seat of the mischief , I suppose ? " I inter- rupted , smiling , and placing my hand over my heart . " Isn't this really , now , the whole secret ? " " Why the fact is certainly , I believe - yes , I may say that love has had a good ...
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... seat . " I did so . " I believe Mrs. Elliott called upon you this morning , sir ? I am sorry she has just stepped out , but she will return soon . She will be very sorry she was not at home when you called . " " I should have been happy ...
... seat . " I did so . " I believe Mrs. Elliott called upon you this morning , sir ? I am sorry she has just stepped out , but she will return soon . She will be very sorry she was not at home when you called . " " I should have been happy ...
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... seat in the gallery of the church attended by Mr. Hillary and his family , commanding a distant view of the great central pew- matted , hassocked , and velvet cushioned , with a rich array of splendid implements of devotion , in the ...
... seat in the gallery of the church attended by Mr. Hillary and his family , commanding a distant view of the great central pew- matted , hassocked , and velvet cushioned , with a rich array of splendid implements of devotion , in the ...
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... seat . “ Well , Molly ” -for that was the elegant version of her Christian name which he generally adopted when in a good humour- " well , Molly , " pouring out a glass of wine , as the servants made their final exit , “ I have heard ...
... seat . “ Well , Molly ” -for that was the elegant version of her Christian name which he generally adopted when in a good humour- " well , Molly , " pouring out a glass of wine , as the servants made their final exit , “ I have heard ...
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... seat , Mr. Elliott ? " said Mr. Jef- freys , mildly . Elliott bowed , but remained standing , his hat grasped by his left hand with convulsive force . You will make allowance , sir , " continued Mr. Jef- freys , " for the dreadful ...
... seat , Mr. Elliott ? " said Mr. Jef- freys , mildly . Elliott bowed , but remained standing , his hat grasped by his left hand with convulsive force . You will make allowance , sir , " continued Mr. Jef- freys , " for the dreadful ...
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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.