The Works of Charles Kingsley, Volumen 8Macmillan, 1888 |
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... speak to her , though ' -and , reaching across , to the infinite amusement of his com- panions , he roared in the fat woman's face , with a voice as of a speaking - trumpet— " Glad to see you , Mrs. Grove ! Got those dividends ready for ...
... speak to her , though ' -and , reaching across , to the infinite amusement of his com- panions , he roared in the fat woman's face , with a voice as of a speaking - trumpet— " Glad to see you , Mrs. Grove ! Got those dividends ready for ...
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... speak like a book , Sir . By the bye , if you think of taking home a calf or two , to improve your New England breed -there are a good many gone across the sea in the last few years - I think we could find you three or four beauties ...
... speak like a book , Sir . By the bye , if you think of taking home a calf or two , to improve your New England breed -there are a good many gone across the sea in the last few years - I think we could find you three or four beauties ...
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... come in the form of a black dose . Sit down , old boy , and we'll have a game at cribbage . " " In a few minutes Tom came in-- " Here's a good riddance The poisoner has fabricated his pilgrim's staff , to speak POETRY AND PROSE . 25.
... come in the form of a black dose . Sit down , old boy , and we'll have a game at cribbage . " " In a few minutes Tom came in-- " Here's a good riddance The poisoner has fabricated his pilgrim's staff , to speak POETRY AND PROSE . 25.
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Charles Kingsley. The poisoner has fabricated his pilgrim's staff , to speak scien tifically , and perambulated his calcareous strata . " " What ! " " Cut his stick , and walked his chalks ; and is off to London . " " Poor boy , " said ...
Charles Kingsley. The poisoner has fabricated his pilgrim's staff , to speak scien tifically , and perambulated his calcareous strata . " " What ! " " Cut his stick , and walked his chalks ; and is off to London . " " Poor boy , " said ...
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... speak to him , and returned to London by the next coach - leaving matter for much babble among all Whitbury gossips . One thing at least was plain , that he wished to be forgotten in his native town ; and forgotten he was , in due ...
... speak to him , and returned to London by the next coach - leaving matter for much babble among all Whitbury gossips . One thing at least was plain , that he wished to be forgotten in his native town ; and forgotten he was , in due ...
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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.