The English Fireside: A Tale of the Past, Volumen2Saunders and Otley, 1844 |
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... looking over the edge of the cliff . " Pray do not approach so near , " said the vicar , trembling at seeing the intrepid girl standing with a firm tread on the edge of that dizzy height , and looking with interest at some object ...
... looking over the edge of the cliff . " Pray do not approach so near , " said the vicar , trembling at seeing the intrepid girl standing with a firm tread on the edge of that dizzy height , and looking with interest at some object ...
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... looking over the precipice at the object of Grace's admiration . " I can gather it , " continued he , kneeling on the verge , " without the slightest risk or difficulty . " " I beseech you not to attempt it , " re- turned the vicar ...
... looking over the precipice at the object of Grace's admiration . " I can gather it , " continued he , kneeling on the verge , " without the slightest risk or difficulty . " " I beseech you not to attempt it , " re- turned the vicar ...
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... looking upwards , he saw a crowd of white anxious faces looking at him ; but every tongue was mute . Not a word was spoken , and if any sound was heard , it was the throbbing of their hearts beating against their bosoms . " Pull ...
... looking upwards , he saw a crowd of white anxious faces looking at him ; but every tongue was mute . Not a word was spoken , and if any sound was heard , it was the throbbing of their hearts beating against their bosoms . " Pull ...
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... looking his son steadfastly in the face ; " on the strength of the funds received , my dear boy , I gave the order . Don't talk of weakness in such a harvest of unexpected plenty . " " But twenty - five pounds will soon be gone ...
... looking his son steadfastly in the face ; " on the strength of the funds received , my dear boy , I gave the order . Don't talk of weakness in such a harvest of unexpected plenty . " " But twenty - five pounds will soon be gone ...
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... see if he could administer in any way to his master's comfort , he bowed a respectful " good night , " and quitted the apartment . During this short interval , Charles sat looking abstractedly at THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 35.
... see if he could administer in any way to his master's comfort , he bowed a respectful " good night , " and quitted the apartment . During this short interval , Charles sat looking abstractedly at THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 35.
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arms asked Bamfield Carew beau ideal black spade blacksmith Brainshaw burst catcher cell cheek clasping companion continued dear boy ejaculated Ellen endeavouring escape exclaimed aunt Deborah eyes father fear feel fingers gaoler gipsies give head hear heard heart hope Jack Slimmer king laughing lips listen looking Macrone majesty Master Kidlywink Ned Swiftfoot Ned's mother never observed old Soaker poor Mary port wine pray quickly rejoined Blanch rejoined Grace rejoined Mr Fulton rejoined the prisoner remarked repeated replied aunt Deborah replied Blanch replied Carew replied Charles replied Grace replied Mr Fulton replied Ned replied the ratcatcher returned Blanch returned Grace returned Mr Fulton returned the ratcatcher Ringwood Robert Fulton round scarcely seemed silent tongue Soaking Bob speak squire stood stranger strong Swiftfoot thought tinued Tom Brainshaw tone tongue truth turning vicar vicarage voice whisper words
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Página 27 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Página 257 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Página 180 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Página 128 - Men will wrangle for religion; write for it, fight for it; die for it; anything but live for it.
Página 160 - Kidlywink's progress in his work, the ratcatcher rose softly from his seat, and, unobserved, crept towards a heap of old iron in a dark corner of the shop.