Himself His Worst Enemy: Or, Philip, Duke of Wharton's Career ...J. P. Lippincott & Company, 1871 - 374 páginas |
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... hand . There an artificer's pretty wife draggles her skirts in the dirty pools , and glances occasionally at the " wicked lord " who is so bold amid all this crash and ruin ; her fine cambric ruff , lace cuffs , and the pretty velvet ...
... hand . There an artificer's pretty wife draggles her skirts in the dirty pools , and glances occasionally at the " wicked lord " who is so bold amid all this crash and ruin ; her fine cambric ruff , lace cuffs , and the pretty velvet ...
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... me ! " He makes a deep obei- sance and attempts to kiss her hand , but she waves him away , exclaiming , " No , Philip , not from a Tory ! " He blushes scarlet , turns quickly on his heel , and 18 HIMSELF HIS WORST ENEMY ;
... me ! " He makes a deep obei- sance and attempts to kiss her hand , but she waves him away , exclaiming , " No , Philip , not from a Tory ! " He blushes scarlet , turns quickly on his heel , and 18 HIMSELF HIS WORST ENEMY ;
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... hand with a gesture worthy of Louis or my Lord Chesterfield . The boy darted out of the door like a deer " uncovered , " startled by master Philip's rough manner , generally so gracious to all the dependents . " Mornin ' , Master Philip ...
... hand with a gesture worthy of Louis or my Lord Chesterfield . The boy darted out of the door like a deer " uncovered , " startled by master Philip's rough manner , generally so gracious to all the dependents . " Mornin ' , Master Philip ...
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... hand to his cheek as if about to give the view - halloo , " Brad away ! Brad away ! " " Away - away " echoes in every direction , and repeats itself in varied tones in wood and marsh , mere and loch . He appears in obedience to the ...
... hand to his cheek as if about to give the view - halloo , " Brad away ! Brad away ! " " Away - away " echoes in every direction , and repeats itself in varied tones in wood and marsh , mere and loch . He appears in obedience to the ...
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... hand resting against the low , droop- ing boughs of an old oak . But why she should tremble , as she certainly does , and breathe so quickly as to cause her young bosom to rise and fall so tremulously , demands a stronger reason than ...
... hand resting against the low , droop- ing boughs of an old oak . But why she should tremble , as she certainly does , and breathe so quickly as to cause her young bosom to rise and fall so tremulously , demands a stronger reason than ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abbé Alberoni angry answer Atterbury Avignon beauty Brad calls Catachresis cavalier CHAPTER cheeks conversation Cowper cries Dame Debbie door draws dressed Dubois Duke of Wharton Earl Edgely Valentin England enters exclaims eyes face father favor fear feel finished Francis Atterbury gentlemen give glance grace hand Hanoverian Hautefort head heard heart honor Inverness Jacobite James king kisses Königsegg lady laughs leave letter Lillibullero lips London looks Lord Stair Lord Wharton lordship majesty Maldran manner Master Philip Mistress O'Beirne Mohocks Mordanto Nanar never Nora once pale Paris Peterborough Philip replies Philip says queen Queenie quick rapier Rathfarnham replies Philip resumes Ripperda rises Rooksnest S'life Savatte scarcely Shem shoulders Sir Edgely Sir Harry smile speak Stair stands steps sure tell thought thousand guineas Thurton tones Tory turns voice walks Walpole Whig wife window wonderful words
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Página 369 - Shrewsbury and love; Or just as gay, at council, in a ring Of mimic'd statesmen and their merry king. No wit to flatter left of all his store! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends.
Página 369 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies...
Página 306 - Hitherto my master's interest has been managed by the Duchess of Perth, and three or four other old women, who meet under the portal of St. Germain's; he wanted a Whig, and a brisk one, to put them in the right train, and I am the man ! You may now look upon me, Sir...
Página 7 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Página 292 - am no competent judge, your Lordships shall be " induced to proceed on this bill, God's will be " done ! Naked came I out of my mother's womb, " and naked shall I return ; and whether He " gives or takes away, blessed be the name of the "Lord!
Página 339 - His passion still, to covet general praise, His life, to forfeit it a thousand ways; A constant bounty which no friend has made; An angel tongue, which no man can persuade; A fool, with more of wit than half mankind, Too rash for thought, for action too refined...
Página 297 - Or wherefore should I kame my hair? For my true Love has me forsook, And says he'll never lo'e me mair.
Página 133 - Was there a watchman took his hourly rounds Safe from their blows, or new-invented wounds ? I pass their desperate deeds and mischiefs done, Where from Snow-hill black steepy torrents run ; How matrons, hoop'd within the hogshead's womb, Were tumbled furious thence...
Página 70 - Pierre, whene'er thou seest my fears Betray me less, to rip this heart of mine Out of my breast, and show it for a coward's.
Página 297 - I and my love wer wont to gae. 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true love did lichtly me. O waly waly, gin love be bonny, A little time while it is new ; But when its auld, it waxeth cauld, And fades awa