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As soon as the Persian prisoners had been inspected and dismissed , with the
greatest part of the marauders , the Vizier announced the capture of a new
species of man , « One , " he said , " whom Allah had made , no doubt , for a very
good ...
As soon as the Persian prisoners had been inspected and dismissed , with the
greatest part of the marauders , the Vizier announced the capture of a new
species of man , « One , " he said , " whom Allah had made , no doubt , for a very
good ...
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The Englishman , having been brought in all haste , was soon entreated to satisfy
their curiosity . He did not hesitate to do so , seeing that he might be benefited by
civility , and he accordingly put his bed together , placing the curtains over it ...
The Englishman , having been brought in all haste , was soon entreated to satisfy
their curiosity . He did not hesitate to do so , seeing that he might be benefited by
civility , and he accordingly put his bed together , placing the curtains over it ...
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... but all conducted with a propriety and intelligence , which positively astonished
me , in such a placeI insensibly sal chatting away several hours , and soon
banished all the dreary thoughts that had filled my mind before entering the
house .
... but all conducted with a propriety and intelligence , which positively astonished
me , in such a placeI insensibly sal chatting away several hours , and soon
banished all the dreary thoughts that had filled my mind before entering the
house .
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His father may bave given him for the first week or two a candle , but the boy ' s
daily wages of tenpence is soon not thought enough to spare threehalfpence for
light . He may take to his coffee bottle and bread , but should he fall asleep , a ...
His father may bave given him for the first week or two a candle , but the boy ' s
daily wages of tenpence is soon not thought enough to spare threehalfpence for
light . He may take to his coffee bottle and bread , but should he fall asleep , a ...
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By his help the tub is soon filled with six cwt . ' — the whole weight of carriage
and all now being eight cwt . , he has to • hurry ' or put ' this to the flats , ' or
junction between the horse and barrow ways ; and this is accomplished by his
pushing ...
By his help the tub is soon filled with six cwt . ' — the whole weight of carriage
and all now being eight cwt . , he has to • hurry ' or put ' this to the flats , ' or
junction between the horse and barrow ways ; and this is accomplished by his
pushing ...
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Seite 373 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks; It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Seite 174 - Fear ye not me? Saith the LORD: will ye not tremble at my presence, which have placed the sand for the bound of the sea by a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass it: and though the waves thereof toss themselves, yet can they not prevail; though they roar, yet can they not pass over it?
Seite 231 - He is a middle-sized, spare man, about forty years old, of a brown complexion and darkbrown coloured hair, but wears a wig ; a hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes, and a large mole near his mouth...
Seite 118 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Seite 361 - I never saw them afterwards, or any sign of them except three of their hats, one cap, and two shoes that were not fellows.
Seite 92 - The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward.— I'll talk to you, lady, but not beat you.
Seite 360 - Robinson Kreutznaer; but by the usual corruption of words in England we are now called, nay, we call ourselves, and write our name "Crusoe," and so my companions always called me.
Seite 22 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Seite 129 - For, so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Seite 83 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.