The Merchant's Clerk: And Other TalesHarper & Brothers, 1836 - 366 Seiten |
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... stood looking over the blinds into the deserted and almost deluged street- " there are one or two poor souls that would certainly have been here this morning , accord- ing to appointment , but for this unfriendly weather . Their cases ...
... stood looking over the blinds into the deserted and almost deluged street- " there are one or two poor souls that would certainly have been here this morning , accord- ing to appointment , but for this unfriendly weather . Their cases ...
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... stood beside her suffering sister , that I found it necessary gently to remove her from the room . What a melancholy picture of grief was before me in Mrs. Elliott , if that were her name . Her expressive features were flushed , and ...
... stood beside her suffering sister , that I found it necessary gently to remove her from the room . What a melancholy picture of grief was before me in Mrs. Elliott , if that were her name . Her expressive features were flushed , and ...
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... stood at her father's sideboard at dinner . His mind was kept constantly occupied by his impetuous employer , and his hundred questions about everything that had or had not happened every day in the city Thus for nearly three months had ...
... stood at her father's sideboard at dinner . His mind was kept constantly occupied by his impetuous employer , and his hundred questions about everything that had or had not happened every day in the city Thus for nearly three months had ...
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... stood wine and fruit . Poor Elliott looked , as well he might , exhausted with his long and rapid walk through the fervid sunshine . “ Well , sir — what now ? " said her father , quickly and peremptorily , at the same time eagerly ...
... stood wine and fruit . Poor Elliott looked , as well he might , exhausted with his long and rapid walk through the fervid sunshine . “ Well , sir — what now ? " said her father , quickly and peremptorily , at the same time eagerly ...
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... stood on his head or his heels , Elliott hurriedly bowed , and withdrew . Borne along on the current of his tumultuous emotions , he seemed to fly down the swarming City Road ; and when he reached the dull dingy little back counting ...
... stood on his head or his heels , Elliott hurriedly bowed , and withdrew . Borne along on the current of his tumultuous emotions , he seemed to fly down the swarming City Road ; and when he reached the dull dingy little back counting ...
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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.