Temple Bar, Volym 59Ward and Lock, 1880 |
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... tell un , no such thing ; ' tis only the black that makes ' ee look so . " " Adam's very kind ! " said Eve , piqued at this candour . " Isn't there anything else about me that he can find fault with ? " " Oh , you mustn't take no notice ...
... tell un , no such thing ; ' tis only the black that makes ' ee look so . " " Adam's very kind ! " said Eve , piqued at this candour . " Isn't there anything else about me that he can find fault with ? " " Oh , you mustn't take no notice ...
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... tell myself for the same . I seem to be so at home here , so as not to care for anybody but those I've got round me . " " Awh , come , that ain't fair , " said Joan . " When from William I parted , I vowed I'd keep true . ' Oh lors ...
... tell myself for the same . I seem to be so at home here , so as not to care for anybody but those I've got round me . " " Awh , come , that ain't fair , " said Joan . " When from William I parted , I vowed I'd keep true . ' Oh lors ...
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... tell , " said Eve ; " ' tis something like a C , and yet it's like a Q. " " I knaws , ' tis a S , " and Sammy directed an unmistakable leer towards Joan . " A S spells Ass , " said Joan , snappishly . Naw , it doan't , " sniggered Sammy ...
... tell , " said Eve ; " ' tis something like a C , and yet it's like a Q. " " I knaws , ' tis a S , " and Sammy directed an unmistakable leer towards Joan . " A S spells Ass , " said Joan , snappishly . Naw , it doan't , " sniggered Sammy ...
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... tell what to do , " said Joan , hopelessly ; " I shouldn't mind if ' twasn't for mother , but there'll be no stoppin ' of her . Here . I'll tell ' ee what ' tis , " she exclaimed , with sudden inspiration : " I must make out that I'm ...
... tell what to do , " said Joan , hopelessly ; " I shouldn't mind if ' twasn't for mother , but there'll be no stoppin ' of her . Here . I'll tell ' ee what ' tis , " she exclaimed , with sudden inspiration : " I must make out that I'm ...
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... tell mother I've afalled down in the mill - house , and you think I'm hurt terrible bad . " Sam hesitated for a moment , but a movement forward from Joan sent him away like a rocket , and before Eve could suggest any more truthful ...
... tell mother I've afalled down in the mill - house , and you think I'm hurt terrible bad . " Sam hesitated for a moment , but a movement forward from Joan sent him away like a rocket , and before Eve could suggest any more truthful ...
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Sida 97 - Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Sida 352 - Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.
Sida 176 - I confess my chief endeavours are to delight the age in which I live. If the humour of this be for low comedy, small accidents, and raillery, I will force my genius to obey it, though with more reputation I could write in verse.
Sida 351 - When the Sun rises, do you not see a round disk of fire somewhat like a guinea?" "O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the Heavenly host crying, 'Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty".
Sida 225 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light. My Mary ! For, could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me. My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet, gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary...
Sida 220 - Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard : To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more. Thus genius rose and set at order...
Sida 352 - ... umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose, decked With unrejoicing berries, ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; FEAR and trembling HOPE, SILENCE and FORESIGHT; DEATH, the Skeleton, And TIME, the Shadow; there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.
Sida 216 - I once thought Swift's Letters the best that could be written ; but I like Gray's better. His humour, or his wit, or whatever it is to be called, is never ill-natured or offensive, and yet, I think, equally poignant with the Dean's.
Sida 329 - Rome, during the latter part of the fifteenth and the early part of the sixteenth centuries, was at the height of its power, and the depth of its corruption.
Sida 168 - I am as free as nature first made man, Ere the base laws of servitude began, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.