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Page 42
... Harcourt , " said Glencore , as they course . These fellows are like the farriers - drew round the fire ; " he keeps the cellar- they have but the one system for everything . key . " Who was your torturer ? -where did you get him from ...
... Harcourt , " said Glencore , as they course . These fellows are like the farriers - drew round the fire ; " he keeps the cellar- they have but the one system for everything . key . " Who was your torturer ? -where did you get him from ...
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... Harcourt , gayly , " if you want to see a man thoroughly happy , just step up to my room and fetch me a small the course of events ; but Charley and I con leather sack you'll find there of tobacco , and on the dressing - table you'll ...
... Harcourt , gayly , " if you want to see a man thoroughly happy , just step up to my room and fetch me a small the course of events ; but Charley and I con leather sack you'll find there of tobacco , and on the dressing - table you'll ...
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... Harcourt would how , wherever he has picked it up , he has have twenty times a day wounded the feel- got a very pretty notion of the importance ings , or jarred against the susceptibility of his and rank that same title confers . " best ...
... Harcourt would how , wherever he has picked it up , he has have twenty times a day wounded the feel- got a very pretty notion of the importance ings , or jarred against the susceptibility of his and rank that same title confers . " best ...
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... Harcourt , dragoon colonel , I'd say that a few lines from laying his hand on the other's pulse . your crafty pen might possibly unlock this " Don't believe my pulse , George , " said poor fellow's heart , and lead him to unburthen ...
... Harcourt , dragoon colonel , I'd say that a few lines from laying his hand on the other's pulse . your crafty pen might possibly unlock this " Don't believe my pulse , George , " said poor fellow's heart , and lead him to unburthen ...
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... Harcourt , however , released him from all em- barrassment , by saying- " With me , the boy is rarely anything but a listener ; he hears me talk away of tiger shooting , and buffalo - hunting , scarcely ever interrupting me with a ...
... Harcourt , however , released him from all em- barrassment , by saying- " With me , the boy is rarely anything but a listener ; he hears me talk away of tiger shooting , and buffalo - hunting , scarcely ever interrupting me with a ...
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Page 134 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Page 16 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 33 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Page 346 - tis certain ; very sure, very sure : death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all ; all shall die.
Page 134 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 33 - She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is corning, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"; And the white rose weeps, "She is late"; The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear"; And the lily whispers, "I wait.
Page 30 - Sooner or later I too may passively take the print Of the golden age - why not? I have neither hope nor trust; May make my heart as a millstone, set my face as a flint, Cheat and be cheated, and die: who knows? we are ashes and dust.
Page 33 - For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown.
Page 33 - For ever and ever, mine.' VI And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Page 127 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem...