The English Fireside: A Tale of the Past, Band 3Saunders and Otley, 1844 |
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... aunt Deborah . " The judge and the jury will settle that question . " " And perhaps erroneously , " added Blanch . " God forbid , child ! " ejaculated the old lady . " Have you not heard the maxim of mercy , 18 THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE .
... aunt Deborah . " The judge and the jury will settle that question . " " And perhaps erroneously , " added Blanch . " God forbid , child ! " ejaculated the old lady . " Have you not heard the maxim of mercy , 18 THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE .
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... judge for yourself . I am the head of all the gipsy tribes where- soever they may wander - and they , " con- tinued he , " call me their king . " " Are you then Bamfield Carew ? " asked the vicar . " I am , " replied he . " And this ...
... judge for yourself . I am the head of all the gipsy tribes where- soever they may wander - and they , " con- tinued he , " call me their king . " " Are you then Bamfield Carew ? " asked the vicar . " I am , " replied he . " And this ...
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... judge upon the best course to pursue , ' and this could apply only to Ned . " " And I will deliberate well , " said the king , " and then take the steps that appear most likely to ensure his escape from the strong net binding him . But ...
... judge upon the best course to pursue , ' and this could apply only to Ned . " " And I will deliberate well , " said the king , " and then take the steps that appear most likely to ensure his escape from the strong net binding him . But ...
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... judge a - coming , " said the gaoler , listening to some unusual sounds without . 66 By good rights , " he continued , you should be introduced after he's taken his seat on the bench - bench we professional men call it , although it's ...
... judge a - coming , " said the gaoler , listening to some unusual sounds without . 66 By good rights , " he continued , you should be introduced after he's taken his seat on the bench - bench we professional men call it , although it's ...
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... judge , " remarked Mr Smutt , in a voice of admiration , as a flourish of trumpets was heard without . " Here " Did you comes the judge , " he repeated . ever see a judge ? " " No , " replied the prisoner . " Then you'll see something ...
... judge , " remarked Mr Smutt , in a voice of admiration , as a flourish of trumpets was heard without . " Here " Did you comes the judge , " he repeated . ever see a judge ? " " No , " replied the prisoner . " Then you'll see something ...
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added Blanch added Carew added the squire aide-de-camp asked Bamfield Carew butler catch a thief chair Charles child continued dear dear boy Edward Sinclair ejaculated endeavour exclaimed eyes father fear feel gamekeeper gaoler gipsies Grace grandad ground hand hangman head heard heart hope interrupted the squire keeper laugh lips listen look Macrone matter Merton Park Ned Swiftfoot never niece observed old lady perhaps poor prisoner PULTENEY STREET rejoined aunt Deborah rejoined Carew rejoined his majesty rejoined Mr Fulton rejoined the king rejoined the squire remarked repeated replied aunt Deborah replied Blanch replied Carew replied Mr Fulton replied Mr Smutt replied Soaking Bob replied the old replied the squire replied Tom Brainshaw returned Blanch returned Carew returned Mr Fulton returned the squire scarcely silence smiling sound Squire Merton stop Swiftfoot There's Thomas Smutt thought tone turned vicar voice whispered wish wisitor words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 200 - Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Seite 69 - I AM the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall never die.
Seite 52 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Seite 180 - Murder? Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is ; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
Seite 110 - Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep. A breath thou art (Servile to all the skyey influences) That dost this habitation, where thou keep'st, Hourly afflict.
Seite 215 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not ; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Seite 243 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who...
Seite 14 - Wilt thou draw near the nature of the gods ? Draw near them then in being merciful : Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge, Thrice-noble Titus, spare my first-born son.