The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volumen 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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... eyes , as well as the dim light allowed , while she ascended the three steps which led to the chamber in which her sister and herself slept at the extremity of the passage ; then gently closing the door , I turned the key within to ...
... eyes , as well as the dim light allowed , while she ascended the three steps which led to the chamber in which her sister and herself slept at the extremity of the passage ; then gently closing the door , I turned the key within to ...
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... eyes , and read the paper again and again ; yet for the life of me I could not conjecture by what means this unexpected greatness had been thrust on me . A letter waited for me in the hands of the drum - major : it was from my fa- ther ...
... eyes , and read the paper again and again ; yet for the life of me I could not conjecture by what means this unexpected greatness had been thrust on me . A letter waited for me in the hands of the drum - major : it was from my fa- ther ...
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... eyes , soon convinced me that the race of Lan- cashire witches was not extinct . My hum - drum captain was sickening the second row with his prosy observations on all that was not germane to the scene before them ; whilst with spirits ...
... eyes , soon convinced me that the race of Lan- cashire witches was not extinct . My hum - drum captain was sickening the second row with his prosy observations on all that was not germane to the scene before them ; whilst with spirits ...
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... eye of the major , and , in respect to his deafness , held up my glass as an invitation to drink wine with him . At this moment the adjutant , who was in conversation with his next neighbour , bawled out , " Well sir , I wish I may be d ...
... eye of the major , and , in respect to his deafness , held up my glass as an invitation to drink wine with him . At this moment the adjutant , who was in conversation with his next neighbour , bawled out , " Well sir , I wish I may be d ...
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... eyes seemed to glow with delight as she observed the avidity with which I despatched these delicacies . She hung ... eye in all her portly beauty the corpulent Venus of the county of Meath , whose parting smack I never could forget ; and ...
... eyes seemed to glow with delight as she observed the avidity with which I despatched these delicacies . She hung ... eye in all her portly beauty the corpulent Venus of the county of Meath , whose parting smack I never could forget ; and ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 205 - 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.
Página 98 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
Página 92 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Página 39 - Neither a borrower nor a lender be ; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
Página 201 - The adventures follow each other with delightful rapidity and variety ; occasionally there is a deep and thrilling touch of pathos, which we feel not a bit the less acutely, because the trouble and wo of the parties have originated in the familiar and somewhat laughable act of pulling an ear.
Página 202 - Admirable. Truly, intensely Irish. The whole book has the brogue — never were the outrageous whimsicalities of that strange, wild, imaginative people so characteristically displayed; nor, in the midst of all the fun, frolic, and folly, is there any dearth of poetry, pathos, and passion. The author's a jewel, and he will be reviewed next number. Shepherd. The Eerishers are marchin in leeterature, pawri pashu? wi