Two years agoMacmillan, 1888 |
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... Miss Honour died . Ah , sweet angel she was ! Thought my Mary would never get over it . She's just such another , though I say it , barring the beauty . Goodman , boy ! You recollect old Goodman , son of Galloper , that the old squire ...
... Miss Honour died . Ah , sweet angel she was ! Thought my Mary would never get over it . She's just such another , though I say it , barring the beauty . Goodman , boy ! You recollect old Goodman , son of Galloper , that the old squire ...
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... herself , instead of weaving and dreaming , is reading Miss Yonge's novels , and becoming all the wiser thereby , and teaching poor children in Hemmelford National School . " " And where is her fairy knight , " asked INTRODUCTORY . xiii.
... herself , instead of weaving and dreaming , is reading Miss Yonge's novels , and becoming all the wiser thereby , and teaching poor children in Hemmelford National School . " " And where is her fairy knight , " asked INTRODUCTORY . xiii.
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... Miss Twiddle's black dose ; -strong enough to rive the giz zard out of an old cock ! " " It's not ! " " It is ! " roared Mark Armsworth from behind , as he rushed in , in shooting - jacket and gaiters , his red face redder with fury ...
... Miss Twiddle's black dose ; -strong enough to rive the giz zard out of an old cock ! " " It's not ! " " It is ! " roared Mark Armsworth from behind , as he rushed in , in shooting - jacket and gaiters , his red face redder with fury ...
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... miss him ! Do you think she'll ever walk , Doctor ? " " I do indeed . " " Hum ! ah ! well ! if she grows up , Doctor , and don't go to join her poor dear mother up there , I don't know that I'd wish her a better husband than your boy ...
... miss him ! Do you think she'll ever walk , Doctor ? " " I do indeed . " " Hum ! ah ! well ! if she grows up , Doctor , and don't go to join her poor dear mother up there , I don't know that I'd wish her a better husband than your boy ...
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... it must be to be a slave . " " I will , my little Miss Mary ; and for more reasons than you think of . Little do you know how dreadful it is to be a slave . " " Hum ! " said Mark Armsworth . " That's 30 POETRY AND PROSE .
... it must be to be a slave . " " I will , my little Miss Mary ; and for more reasons than you think of . Little do you know how dreadful it is to be a slave . " " Hum ! " said Mark Armsworth . " That's 30 POETRY AND PROSE .
Términos y frases comunes
Aberalva answered Armsworth asked Baalzebub Bashi-bazouks beautiful Beddgelert believe Bertrich better Bowie Brianite CHARLES KINGSLEY cholera Claude cried Crimea dare dark dear Doctor dream earth Eaton Square Elsley Elsley's eyes face fancy father fear feel fellow fool Fra Dolcino Frank gendarme gentleman girl gone Grace half hand head Headley Heale hear heard heart heaven honour John Briggs knew lady laudanum laugh least live looked Lord Scoutbush Lucia Madam Major Campbell Mark marry Mary matter Mellot mind Miss Harvey morning mother never night noble once Pen-y-gwryd perhaps poor round Sabina seemed silent smile soul Stangrave suppose talk Tardrew tell thing thought Thurnall told Tom Thurnall Tom's tone town Trebooze turn Valencia Vavasour voice walked water-meadow Whitbury Willis wish woman word young zoophyte
Pasajes populares
Página 422 - 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 454 - 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 453 - 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 334 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
Página xiii - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...
Página 451 - Mellot to it this winter before church time, and stood over it long with a puzzled look, as if dimly discovering that there were more things in heaven and earth than were dreamed of in his philosophy.
Página 52 - 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 216 - Life is a Jest, and all Things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.