The Merchant's Clerk: & Other TalesHarper & brothers, 1836 - 366 páginas |
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... exclaimed , with a sigh , not mean- ing to interrupt my companion- " of all things on earth -the flute ! " " Ah ! " replied the worthy grocer , " things are in a bad way when they come to that pass - arn't they ! But Lord , sir ...
... exclaimed , with a sigh , not mean- ing to interrupt my companion- " of all things on earth -the flute ! " " Ah ! " replied the worthy grocer , " things are in a bad way when they come to that pass - arn't they ! But Lord , sir ...
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... exclaimed Elliott , laying down his yet unused pen , after a long and bewildering reve- ry " I wonder what Miss Hillary is thinking about ! Surely I have had a kind of day dream ! It can't have really happened ! And yet - how could ...
... exclaimed Elliott , laying down his yet unused pen , after a long and bewildering reve- ry " I wonder what Miss Hillary is thinking about ! Surely I have had a kind of day dream ! It can't have really happened ! And yet - how could ...
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... exclaimed the young lady , with an air of anxious vivacity , not attempting to convey to her lips the brimming wineglass her father had filled for her , lest the trembling of her hand should be observed by him . " Oh , you are joking ...
... exclaimed the young lady , with an air of anxious vivacity , not attempting to convey to her lips the brimming wineglass her father had filled for her , lest the trembling of her hand should be observed by him . " Oh , you are joking ...
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... but really , you must remember you said such very odd things , and so suddenly , and you looked so angry . " " Tut , girl , pho ! Fiddle faddle ! " exclaimed her father , gulping down a glass of wine with great 42 THE MERCHANT'S CLERK .
... but really , you must remember you said such very odd things , and so suddenly , and you looked so angry . " " Tut , girl , pho ! Fiddle faddle ! " exclaimed her father , gulping down a glass of wine with great 42 THE MERCHANT'S CLERK .
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... exclaimed Mr. Hillary , with quivering lips and shaking his fist at Elliott . " For God's sake , Mr. Hillary , be calm ! " whispered Mr. Jeffreys , and then addressed Elliott with a quiet severity " Of course , Mr. Elliott , you are ...
... exclaimed Mr. Hillary , with quivering lips and shaking his fist at Elliott . " For God's sake , Mr. Hillary , be calm ! " whispered Mr. Jeffreys , and then addressed Elliott with a quiet severity " Of course , Mr. Elliott , you are ...
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agitation arms baronet Bill Fowler black puddings Bloomsbury Square bracelet Bullion House Carl Carl's carriage chair coach companion continued counting house dear Dick door dreadful Drysalt Ebury exclaimed eyes father fearful feelings fell fellow felt Forster gasped guineas hand head hear heard heart highwaymen Hillary's honour horse hour hurried husband inquired instantly lady length letter lips looked Lord Scamp Lord Squander lordship ma'am magistrate matter Mincing Lane mind Miss Hillary monk morning never Newfoundland dog night o'clock Old Bailey opened Oxleigh paused pistol poor Elliott present prisoner pugilism replied scarce scene seat seemed servant silence Sir Diggory Sir William Gwynne sitting soon stairs stood stranger suddenly sure tell thee thing thought tion tone Topknot trembling turned uttered voice wagoner walked whispered wife William Fowler words worship wretched
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Página 349 - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 9 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Página 349 - While the Cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his Dames before: Oft listening how the Hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill...
Página 349 - Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Página 115 - It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Página 288 - For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And, though a late, a sure reward succeeds.