...publican, and on the impulse of the moment determined to allow the other to remain in his mistake : " Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive !" " Yes," he replied, " he's a fair goer — a very fair goer." " I don't think he's quite the equal...

...What-ho ! thou genius of the clime, what-ho ! Liest thou asleep beneath these hills of snow ? — Dryden. Oh ! what a tangled web we weave, 'When first we practise to deceive ! — Scott. Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now, no less, Choice in our suffrage ; for...

...history of that night belongs to fact, and how much to fancy, it is beyond me to decide. CHAPTER XI. " Oh ! what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive !" SCOTT. i:i \; :,!,'>.[ \ i , from this sea of dreams tumultuous, I seemed, on a certain cold, grey...

...And learn of the celestial choir Their own immortal strains ?" 201 THE BISHOP'S VISIT. CHAPTEB II. " Oh what a tangled web we weave When first we practise to deceive." MB. SALISBUBY was as good as his word, to use a common saying in our country ; at the end of five minutes...

...collector and the words ' I never read such stuff ' broke into my thoughts and reminded me of the lines : ' Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive.' The collector had thought to deceive the sub-deputy, and this tangled web of foolscap was the result....

...Le mentir eat le premier de tous lea main. Fallen Cherub, to be weak is miserable. 1'AItADISE LOST. Oh ! what a tangled web we weave When first we practise to deceive, AND if the word conceal would rhyme as well, the sense would be as good. For concealment not only distorts...

...publican, and on the impulse of the moment determined to allow the other to remain in his mistake : " Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive !" " Yes," he replied, " he's a fair goer — a very fair goer." " I don't think he's quite the equal...

...history of that night belongs to faetj and how much to fancy, it is beyond me to decide. CHAPTER XL " Oh ! what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive !" SCOTT. EMEBGIKG from this sea of dreams tumultuous, I seemeds on a certain cold, grey morning, to...

...What-ho ! thou genius of the clime what-ho ! Liest thou asleep beneath these hills of snow ?—Dryden. Oh ! what a tangled web we weave, When first we practise to deceive !—Scott. Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now, no less, Choice in our suffrage; for mi...

...fail to end in your utter destruction, t/vth of »oui and body. Delauy. DECEIT— Entanglement of. . OOD- Supremacy of. Thine. О Lord, is the greatness, and the r-iwe Sir Waller Scott. DECEIT— Execrated. Who dares think one thing, and another tell, My heart detests...