The Merchant's Clerk: & Other TalesHarper & brothers, 1836 - 366 páginas |
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... passed over , Elliott contin- uing thus steadily in his course ; and his salary , as a proof of the approbation of his employers , had been annually increased by 101. till he was placed in com- parative affluence by the receipt of a ...
... passed over , Elliott contin- uing thus steadily in his course ; and his salary , as a proof of the approbation of his employers , had been annually increased by 101. till he was placed in com- parative affluence by the receipt of a ...
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... passing between them . On the dreadful morrow he was pale and somewhat confused , nor was she far other- wise ; but she had a sufficient reason in the indisposi- tion of her mother , who had for many months been a bed - ridden invalid ...
... passing between them . On the dreadful morrow he was pale and somewhat confused , nor was she far other- wise ; but she had a sufficient reason in the indisposi- tion of her mother , who had for many months been a bed - ridden invalid ...
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... . There they parted , each satisfied as to the nature of the other's feelings , though nothing had then passed be- tween them of an explicit or decisive character . It is not necessary for me to dwell on this 38 THE MERCHANT'S CLERK .
... . There they parted , each satisfied as to the nature of the other's feelings , though nothing had then passed be- tween them of an explicit or decisive character . It is not necessary for me to dwell on this 38 THE MERCHANT'S CLERK .
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... passed and repassed him , " No , sir ! no ! no ! no ! Oh , for shame ! for shame , father ! Shame on you ! shame ! His father dead ! his mother dead ! No one to feel for him ! no one to protect him ! no one to love him - but - ME ...
... passed and repassed him , " No , sir ! no ! no ! no ! Oh , for shame ! for shame , father ! Shame on you ! shame ! His father dead ! his mother dead ! No one to feel for him ! no one to protect him ! no one to love him - but - ME ...
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... passed through since we last met ! Why , Henry , will you not speak to me ? Do you for- sake the daughter for the sin of her father ? " Elliott stood staring at her as if stupified . " Miss Hillary ? " he murmured , incredulously . 66 ...
... passed through since we last met ! Why , Henry , will you not speak to me ? Do you for- sake the daughter for the sin of her father ? " Elliott stood staring at her as if stupified . " Miss Hillary ? " he murmured , incredulously . 66 ...
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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.