The Works of Charles Kingsley, Volumen 8Macmillan, 1888 |
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Página 44
... Headley the curate , therefore , had touched altogether the wrong chord when he spoke of displacing Grace . And when , that same afternoon , he sauntered down to the pier - head , wearied with his parish work , not only did Tardrew ...
... Headley the curate , therefore , had touched altogether the wrong chord when he spoke of displacing Grace . And when , that same afternoon , he sauntered down to the pier - head , wearied with his parish work , not only did Tardrew ...
Página 45
... Headley's heart by his ways , you needn't indeed , Sir . " " But I cannot allow it . - Her mother a class leader among these Dissenters , and one of the most active of them , too . - The school next door to her house . The preacher , of ...
... Headley's heart by his ways , you needn't indeed , Sir . " " But I cannot allow it . - Her mother a class leader among these Dissenters , and one of the most active of them , too . - The school next door to her house . The preacher , of ...
Página 47
... Headley was a good man , in every sense of the word . He had nothing , save the out- side , in common with those undesirable coxcombs , who have not been bred by the High Church movement , but have taken refuge in its cracks , as they ...
... Headley was a good man , in every sense of the word . He had nothing , save the out- side , in common with those undesirable coxcombs , who have not been bred by the High Church movement , but have taken refuge in its cracks , as they ...
Página 48
... Headley had to make up , at starting , the arrears of half - a - century of base neglect ; but instead of doing so , he had contrived to awaken against himself that dogged hatred of popery which lies inarticulate and con- 48 STILL LIFE .
... Headley had to make up , at starting , the arrears of half - a - century of base neglect ; but instead of doing so , he had contrived to awaken against himself that dogged hatred of popery which lies inarticulate and con- 48 STILL LIFE .
Página 64
... Headley , the curate , who had been watching all sadly apart , longing to do something which no one could mistake . " Be you man enough ? " asked big Jan doubtfully . 66 Try , " said Frank . 66 " Means no Really , you ben't , Sir ...
... Headley , the curate , who had been watching all sadly apart , longing to do something which no one could mistake . " Be you man enough ? " asked big Jan doubtfully . 66 Try , " said Frank . 66 " Means no Really , you ben't , Sir ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 396 - And further, by these, my son, be admonished : of making many books there is no end ; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
Página 428 - I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD ; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin.
Página 133 - I find a magic bark ; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars. When on my goodly charger borne Thro* dreaming towns I go, The cock crows ere the Christmas morn, The streets are dumb with snow.
Página 208 - Life is a Jest, and all Things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.
Página 310 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
Página 388 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Página 425 - And none of them having any better answer to give, they all three went into the church, to see if one could be found there.
Página 54 - Her mother comes out from the cottage door behind, and lays her hand upon the girl's shoulder. The spell is broken; and hiding her face in her hands, Grace bursts into violent weeping. " What are you doing, my poor child, here, in the cold night air?
Página 427 - Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. ' Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
Página 471 - Madam How and Lady Why ; or, First Lessons in Earth Lore for Children.