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... speak truly , " he exclaimed . " But you speak sadly as well . Why is that ? " " I always am sad when I come here , " she said , dropping to a low tone with a sense of having been too demonstrative . " Then may I inquire why you came ...
... speak truly , " he exclaimed . " But you speak sadly as well . Why is that ? " " I always am sad when I come here , " she said , dropping to a low tone with a sense of having been too demonstrative . " Then may I inquire why you came ...
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... speak like that , " she exclaimed . " Since we are only pic- turing the possibilities of that time , don't for pity's sake spoil the picture . " Her voice sank almost to a whisper as she added , with an incipient pout upon her full lips ...
... speak like that , " she exclaimed . " Since we are only pic- turing the possibilities of that time , don't for pity's sake spoil the picture . " Her voice sank almost to a whisper as she added , with an incipient pout upon her full lips ...
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... speak of Dr. Fitzpiers's marriage . " Mrs. Fitzpiers was once supposed to favour Mr. Winterborne , " said the young woman . " And why didn't she marry him ? " said Mrs. Charmond . " Because you see , ma'am , he lost his houses ...
... speak of Dr. Fitzpiers's marriage . " Mrs. Fitzpiers was once supposed to favour Mr. Winterborne , " said the young woman . " And why didn't she marry him ? " said Mrs. Charmond . " Because you see , ma'am , he lost his houses ...
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... speak to the girl , who was a little in advance of Tim . " Good evening , Susan , " she said . " Good evening , Miss Melbury , " ( crack ) . " Mrs. Fitzpiers . " " Oh yes , ma'am - Mrs . Fitzpiers , " said Suke with a peculiar curtsey ...
... speak to the girl , who was a little in advance of Tim . " Good evening , Susan , " she said . " Good evening , Miss Melbury , " ( crack ) . " Mrs. Fitzpiers . " " Oh yes , ma'am - Mrs . Fitzpiers , " said Suke with a peculiar curtsey ...
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... speak of about the Hintocks just now - only in the clammy hollows of the Vale be- yond Owlscombe , the stiff soil of which retained moisture for weeks after the uplands were dry . Whilst they were rubbing down the mare Melbury's mind ...
... speak of about the Hintocks just now - only in the clammy hollows of the Vale be- yond Owlscombe , the stiff soil of which retained moisture for weeks after the uplands were dry . Whilst they were rubbing down the mare Melbury's mind ...
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Seite 209 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Seite 171 - O ! it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please, Or let the easily persuaded eyes Own each quaint likeness issuing from the mould Of a friend's fancy; or with head bent low And cheek aslant see rivers flow of gold 'Twixt crimson banks ; and then, a traveller, go From mount to mount through CLOUDLAND, gorgeous land...
Seite 124 - I shall say the less of Mr Collier, because in many things he has taxed me justly; and I have pleaded guilty to all thoughts and expressions of mine which can be truly argued of obscenity, profaneness, or immorality, and retract them. If he be my enemy, let him triumph ; if he be my friend, as I have given him no personal occasion to be otherwise, he will be glad of my repentance.
Seite 365 - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken ; The word by seers or sibyls told, In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind.
Seite 164 - O happy living things ! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware.
Seite 34 - He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument.
Seite 170 - Trust not to the public : you may hang, starve, drown yourself for anything that worthy personage cares. I bless every star that Providence, not seeing good to make me independent, has seen it next good to settle me upon the stable foundation of Leadenhall. Sit down, good BB, in the banking office : what ! is there not from six to eleven, PM, six days in the week, and is there not all Sunday...
Seite 170 - Throw yourself on the world, without any rational plan of support beyond what the chance employ of booksellers would afford you ! ! ! Throw yourself rather, my dear sir, from the steep Tarpeian rock slap-dash headlong upon iron spikes. If you have but five consolatory minutes between the desk and the bed, make much of them and live a century in them, rather than turn slave to the booksellers.
Seite 209 - Go, LOVELY rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Seite 408 - They had planted together, and together they had felled; together they had, with the run of the years, mentally collected those remoter signs and symbols which seen in few were of runic obscurity, but all together made an alphabet.