The Story of My Wardship, Band 2Richard Bentley, 1856 |
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... cried the old lady , when she heard my tale , " I dare say he thought he had done a vastly clever thing - that it could all he managed very nicely and quietly , and I think it would have created a sensation for him to have brought such ...
... cried the old lady , when she heard my tale , " I dare say he thought he had done a vastly clever thing - that it could all he managed very nicely and quietly , and I think it would have created a sensation for him to have brought such ...
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Mary Catherine Jackson. " There is no fear , dear Madam , " I cried , " of my ever agreeing to such a dreadful thing as marrying him . " " I don't know , " she said , " he may try to intimidate you , or tell some falsehood or other , and ...
Mary Catherine Jackson. " There is no fear , dear Madam , " I cried , " of my ever agreeing to such a dreadful thing as marrying him . " " I don't know , " she said , " he may try to intimidate you , or tell some falsehood or other , and ...
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... cried ; but they shook their heads - the child too was dead ! " The old lady wept , and her voice sank to a whisper , as she recalled her early sorrows ; she continued . " I was ill a long time after that , and on my recovery , was so ...
... cried ; but they shook their heads - the child too was dead ! " The old lady wept , and her voice sank to a whisper , as she recalled her early sorrows ; she continued . " I was ill a long time after that , and on my recovery , was so ...
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... cried , " what of her ? tell me , I beseech you . " “ I cannot , dear , you must know more respecting her , than I do . " What a disappointment ! My heart sank , and I could only say feebly , " The accounts of her , which I have re ...
... cried , " what of her ? tell me , I beseech you . " “ I cannot , dear , you must know more respecting her , than I do . " What a disappointment ! My heart sank , and I could only say feebly , " The accounts of her , which I have re ...
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... cried Lady Ravensden , " have you quarrelled with Ellen again ? or what has happened ? " I was leaving the room , and did not hear his reply , but I saw the darkness gathering over his face . A fresh mystery ! " " Park Lane again ; it ...
... cried Lady Ravensden , " have you quarrelled with Ellen again ? or what has happened ? " I was leaving the room , and did not hear his reply , but I saw the darkness gathering over his face . A fresh mystery ! " " Park Lane again ; it ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
admired amongst amusing answered Arethusa Ashwoods asked aunt Barley Barleycrop beautiful better Captain Howard Charles Compton charming cold countess creature cried dare dear delicate dowager drawing-room dress endeavour exclaimed expressed eyes face fancy feelings fellow felt fond Fulham gentlemen GENTLEMEN OF VERONA girl grace Grey guardian happy hear heard heart honour Houlton imagine Isola Jermyn Street Kensington Gardens kind Lady Lucy Lady Ravensden ladyship laughed Leila light lips lively looked Lord D'Arville Lord Ravensden lordship Madam manner matter ment mind Miss Arrow Miss Brand Miss Rice Miss Tomkins morning never night old lady Oxenford party pleasure poor possessed present pretty quiet remarked replied round scene seemed smile soul spirit strange sure sweet talking tell there's thing thought tion tone Townsend Tomkins turned Twig voice whilst wish woman words young lady
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 202 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And.
Seite 189 - After some time, to abuse Othello's ear, That he is too familiar with his wife :— He hath a person, and a smooth dispose, To be suspected ; fram'd to make women false. The Moor is of a free and open nature, That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so ; And will as tenderly be led by the nose, As asses are.
Seite 68 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Seite 135 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Seite 173 - A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head - and there is London Town!
Seite 261 - For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow?
Seite 172 - A man's a man for a' that. For a' that, and a' that, Their tinsel show, and a' that; The honest man, though e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie, ca'da lord, Wha struts, and stares, and a' that; Tho' hundreds worship at his word, He's but a coof for a' that; For a' that, and a' that, His riband, star, and a' that; The man of independent mind, He looks and laughs at a
Seite 288 - Here at least, where nature sickens, nothing. Ah for some retreat Deep in yonder shining Orient, where my life began to beat! Where in wild Mahratta-battle fell my father, evil-starred; I was left a trampled orphan, and a selfish uncle's ward.
Seite 97 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Seite 277 - The table in fair order spread, They heap the glittering canisters with bread; Viands of various kinds allure the taste, Of choicest sort and savour, rich repast!