The Old Hall, Or, Our Hearth and Homestead, Том 1T.C. Newby, 1845 |
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... gave an air which a flabby , ill - conditional cravat never yet had coupled with it . Then there was the long buff waistcoat , of almost inter- minable length , and the wide - skirted blue coat , with buttons of the very brightest ...
... gave an air which a flabby , ill - conditional cravat never yet had coupled with it . Then there was the long buff waistcoat , of almost inter- minable length , and the wide - skirted blue coat , with buttons of the very brightest ...
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... gave token of the troublesome times which had passed since the erection of the ancient house . In the centre was a stone porch , and from a deep groove cut in the coping - stone , and the rusty sockets of a shot - bolt , it was clear ...
... gave token of the troublesome times which had passed since the erection of the ancient house . In the centre was a stone porch , and from a deep groove cut in the coping - stone , and the rusty sockets of a shot - bolt , it was clear ...
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... gave , in a loud , clear , hearty voice , " OUR HEARTH AND HOME- STEAD : may friends ever surround the one , and plenty to give them be within a ring - fence of the other . " A brave echoing cheer burst from strong , stentorian lungs ...
... gave , in a loud , clear , hearty voice , " OUR HEARTH AND HOME- STEAD : may friends ever surround the one , and plenty to give them be within a ring - fence of the other . " A brave echoing cheer burst from strong , stentorian lungs ...
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... gave a vault backwards upon reaching it with his hands , and fell lightly and nimbly upon the soles of his feet . " But like a rat , " continued he , showing every tooth in his gigantic cavern of a mouth , " I can creep my body through ...
... gave a vault backwards upon reaching it with his hands , and fell lightly and nimbly upon the soles of his feet . " But like a rat , " continued he , showing every tooth in his gigantic cavern of a mouth , " I can creep my body through ...
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... Lawrence , " and he poured the stinging dram , without let or stop , down his throat , and gave a loud shrill whistle at the finish , by way of testing his powers of swallowing rebellious li- quors . " 28 THE OLD HALL .
... Lawrence , " and he poured the stinging dram , without let or stop , down his throat , and gave a loud shrill whistle at the finish , by way of testing his powers of swallowing rebellious li- quors . " 28 THE OLD HALL .
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Стр. 243 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who, A merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
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Стр. 223 - ... faded, of scenes of former times ; yet that in which the Squire and John Hardy were ensconced, on the shortest day of the year, did not lack a comfortable...
Стр. 8 - ... the crumbling hand of time, and the ravages of tempests and the storms of ages. A dried fosse surrounded the building, on the banks of which many a garden flower grew, and tall elms now towered from the very bed ; convincing proof that it must have been a long time ago since it had been applied for the...