Sydney Beresford: A Tale of the Day ...Sherwood, 1835 |
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... - ford , laughing at Terence's descriptive powers . " Sorrow a bit of face can I be after sayen , your honour ! It may be ashamed of its face , for it takes good care to hide B 2 it ; it ; or it may have jist no face , SYDNEY BERESFORD .
... - ford , laughing at Terence's descriptive powers . " Sorrow a bit of face can I be after sayen , your honour ! It may be ashamed of its face , for it takes good care to hide B 2 it ; it ; or it may have jist no face , SYDNEY BERESFORD .
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... jist no face , at all , at all ; for it shot like a sprite into the pass- age , and now it stands doubled - up at the stair's - foot ; it - husht ! " He ceased , and started back ; for at the instant , the in- truder , of whom he spoke ...
... jist no face , at all , at all ; for it shot like a sprite into the pass- age , and now it stands doubled - up at the stair's - foot ; it - husht ! " He ceased , and started back ; for at the instant , the in- truder , of whom he spoke ...
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... jist like a drame o ' the night it was . " " It was no dream , Terence , " said Be- resford , striving to suppress a smile ; “ nei- ther was it a witch , a fetch , or the devil . It was flesh and blood like ourselves ; but of the cause ...
... jist like a drame o ' the night it was . " " It was no dream , Terence , " said Be- resford , striving to suppress a smile ; “ nei- ther was it a witch , a fetch , or the devil . It was flesh and blood like ourselves ; but of the cause ...
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... jist help to the hand- len o ' him , I'd break every bone o ' the body within . " " There is no need for such violence , my good fellow . In our intercourse with the world , if we would preserve clean hands and a whole head , we must ...
... jist help to the hand- len o ' him , I'd break every bone o ' the body within . " " There is no need for such violence , my good fellow . In our intercourse with the world , if we would preserve clean hands and a whole head , we must ...
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... Jist set me down at the stile he did ; and here I am , blessed be God , meself and me master , once more , safe and sound at the darlen Elms . " And he stooped , as he spoke , to caress Friend and Dash , cur- vetting and leaping around ...
... Jist set me down at the stile he did ; and here I am , blessed be God , meself and me master , once more , safe and sound at the darlen Elms . " And he stooped , as he spoke , to caress Friend and Dash , cur- vetting and leaping around ...
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Página 248 - O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and the knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past tracing out!
Página 125 - Her pure and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say her body thought.
Página 223 - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever: it may be a sound— A tone of music— summer's eve— or spring— A flower— the wind — the ocean— which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound...
Página 211 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Página 77 - Tis midnight : on the mountains brown The cold, round moon shines deeply down ; Blue roll the waters, blue the sky Spreads like an ocean hung on high, Bespangled with those isles of light, So wildly, spiritually bright ; Who ever gazed upon them shining And turned to earth without repining, Nor wished for wings to flee away, And mix with their eternal ray...
Página 231 - And can he mix them with that matchless Skill, And lay them on so delicately fine, And lose them in each other, as appears In every Bud that blows?
Página 245 - Two mossy pines, high bending, interwove Their aged and fantastic arms above. In front, amid the gay surrounding flowers, A dial counted the departing hours, On which the sweetest light of summer shone, — A rude and brief inscription...
Página 37 - But he who stems a stream with sand, And fetters flame with flaxen band, 10 Has yet a harder task to prove — By firm resolve to conquer love...
Página 223 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever: it may be a sound — A tone of music— summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Página 154 - The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!