The Pirate, Volúmenes 1-3Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 páginas |
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... speak sense , or be the silent woman , " said Triptolemus . " The upshot of it all is , then , that this lad is the rich stran ger's son , and that you are giving him the goose you were to keep till Michaelmas . ” 66 Troth , brother ...
... speak sense , or be the silent woman , " said Triptolemus . " The upshot of it all is , then , that this lad is the rich stran ger's son , and that you are giving him the goose you were to keep till Michaelmas . ” 66 Troth , brother ...
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... speak - -- her fair and canny , or we will have a ravelled hasp on the yarn - windles . " As she spoke , a woman tall enough almost to touch the top of the door with her cap , stepped into the room , signing the cross as she entered ...
... speak - -- her fair and canny , or we will have a ravelled hasp on the yarn - windles . " As she spoke , a woman tall enough almost to touch the top of the door with her cap , stepped into the room , signing the cross as she entered ...
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... speaking to her some words of Norse , in a tone of intercession , and Mordaunt saying in English , " They are stran- gers , Norna , and know not your name or qua- lities ; they are unacquainted , too , with the ways of this country ...
... speaking to her some words of Norse , in a tone of intercession , and Mordaunt saying in English , " They are stran- gers , Norna , and know not your name or qua- lities ; they are unacquainted , too , with the ways of this country ...
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... speak her fair , Baby - she will may be part with the secret for a hundred pund Scots . " 66 An hundred fules ' heads , " replied Baby- " bid her five merks of ready siller . I never knew a witch in my life but she was as poor as Job ...
... speak her fair , Baby - she will may be part with the secret for a hundred pund Scots . " 66 An hundred fules ' heads , " replied Baby- " bid her five merks of ready siller . I never knew a witch in my life but she was as poor as Job ...
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... speaking to the pedlar , " speed thee on to Sumburgh - the roost will afford thee a gallant harvest , and worthy the gathering in . Much goodly ware will ere now be seeking a new owner , and the careful skipper will sleep still enough ...
... speaking to the pedlar , " speed thee on to Sumburgh - the roost will afford thee a gallant harvest , and worthy the gathering in . Much goodly ware will ere now be seeking a new owner , and the careful skipper will sleep still enough ...
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Página 50 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 49 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 297 - Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.