The Mysterious Man: A NovelNewby, 1844 |
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... brought Lucy a light , and a cup of tea . Upon hearing Lucy's case from the waiters , she had laid it before her Mistress ; but the said Mis- coarse - minded , hard - hearted " couldn't be bothered " ( such were tress being a woman ...
... brought Lucy a light , and a cup of tea . Upon hearing Lucy's case from the waiters , she had laid it before her Mistress ; but the said Mis- coarse - minded , hard - hearted " couldn't be bothered " ( such were tress being a woman ...
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A Novel Frederick Chamier. every - day sort of girl , had compassionately brought poor Lucy the articles aforesaid . The cup of tea to poor Lucy's parched and fever- ish palate was like a draught in the desert , and though the ...
A Novel Frederick Chamier. every - day sort of girl , had compassionately brought poor Lucy the articles aforesaid . The cup of tea to poor Lucy's parched and fever- ish palate was like a draught in the desert , and though the ...
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... brought about to a surpris- ing extent , by what is termed the chapter of accidents , and though indeed we might if we were placed on a ground of vantage , be able to trace the chain of cause and consequence ; yet standing on the same ...
... brought about to a surpris- ing extent , by what is termed the chapter of accidents , and though indeed we might if we were placed on a ground of vantage , be able to trace the chain of cause and consequence ; yet standing on the same ...
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... brought several pairs of eyes upon them , much to the uneasiness of poor Lucy . One old , fat fellow , who was writing and having his breakfast at the same time , was so much interested that he dipped his pen in his mouth , and his fork ...
... brought several pairs of eyes upon them , much to the uneasiness of poor Lucy . One old , fat fellow , who was writing and having his breakfast at the same time , was so much interested that he dipped his pen in his mouth , and his fork ...
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... brought them to Ashburnham , one of those charming little country towns , ( hardly more indeed than a hamlet ) , with which merry Eng- land is strewn from one end to the other . It was so thickly scattered with wood , that you were ...
... brought them to Ashburnham , one of those charming little country towns , ( hardly more indeed than a hamlet ) , with which merry Eng- land is strewn from one end to the other . It was so thickly scattered with wood , that you were ...
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Стр. 168 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; Then, lest he may, prevent.
Стр. 37 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Стр. 127 - Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal; For it must seem their guilt.
Стр. 108 - Jack! when delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension!
Стр. 210 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty : Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Стр. 197 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise ; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can, But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Стр. 269 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Стр. 173 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed ; The next in majesty ; in both the last. The force of nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Стр. 26 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! home! sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!
Стр. 213 - And where's my son Fred?" asked His Lordship. "I am not your son's keeper, my Lord," said I. "No! By the bye," inquired His Lordship, "how is this? I wanted to call upon you about it. I never heard of such a thing, in the whole course of my life! What the Devil can you possibly have to say against my son Fred?" "Good heavens! my Lord, you frighten me! I never recollect to have said a single word against your son, as long as I have live'd. Why should I?