The Pirate, Volúmenes 1-3Archibald Constable and Company; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company, London., 1822 - 346 páginas |
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... sure of not falling , at least . ” " Now , I would only advise you to try it , " re- plied Mordaunt . " Trust me , the world has few grander sensations than when one is perched in mid - air between a high - browed cliff and a roaring ...
... sure of not falling , at least . ” " Now , I would only advise you to try it , " re- plied Mordaunt . " Trust me , the world has few grander sensations than when one is perched in mid - air between a high - browed cliff and a roaring ...
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... morsel it is ; but I think the Zetlanders be the only folks in the world that think of running such risks to catch geese , and then boiling them when they have done . " " To be sure , " replied his sister , 112 THE PIRATE .
... morsel it is ; but I think the Zetlanders be the only folks in the world that think of running such risks to catch geese , and then boiling them when they have done . " " To be sure , " replied his sister , 112 THE PIRATE .
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... sure , " replied Mordaunt ; " you would not have a poor devil stand beating your deaf door - cheeks in weather like this ? -Here goes something , though , to help the fire , " he added , drawing out the sliding bar of oak with which the ...
... sure , " replied Mordaunt ; " you would not have a poor devil stand beating your deaf door - cheeks in weather like this ? -Here goes something , though , to help the fire , " he added , drawing out the sliding bar of oak with which the ...
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... sure but she may hear us , though we cannot see her . · Mistress Baby cast a startled eye around , and instantly recovering herself , for she was naturally courageous as well as violent , she said , “ I bid aroint her before , and I bid ...
... sure but she may hear us , though we cannot see her . · Mistress Baby cast a startled eye around , and instantly recovering herself , for she was naturally courageous as well as violent , she said , “ I bid aroint her before , and I bid ...
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... sure to do you some capital injury ? — Come , Master Mordaunt , bear a hand to what's mair to the purpose . Help me to get ane or twa of these kists ashore before any body else comes , and we shall share , like good Christians , what ...
... sure to do you some capital injury ? — Come , Master Mordaunt , bear a hand to what's mair to the purpose . Help me to get ane or twa of these kists ashore before any body else comes , and we shall share , like good Christians , what ...
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amongst ancient answered auld better betwixt bonny Brenda Bryce Burgh-Westra called Captain Cleveland cliff Clinkscale dark daunt door Drows elder Mertoun exclaimed father favour Fitful-head folks frae fury goose guests Halcro hand handsome Harfra hear heard hospitality inhabitants islands isles jagger Jarlshof journey land Lerwick look Lord Chamberlain Magnus Troil mair mansion Master Mordaunt maun mind Minna Mistress Baby Mordaunt Mertoun never Norna Norse occasion ocean once Orkney pedlar precipice racter Ranzelman Reim-kennar replied Mordaunt rienced rock Saint Andrews scarce Scotland seemed share sheltie shew sister song stood storm Stourburgh strange stranger Sumburgh-head Swertha tacksman tell tempest thing thou thought Thule tion tone Triptole Triptolemus Yellowley Tronda troth Udaller Unst usual vessel voice waves weather weel wild woman young youth Zetland
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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.