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Pagina 5
... head of the State , but as the centre of Court and social life ; and in part it was his deliberate choice . A man of the simplest and most domesticated tastes , modest to a fault , of an extreme conscientiousness and delicacy of scru ...
... head of the State , but as the centre of Court and social life ; and in part it was his deliberate choice . A man of the simplest and most domesticated tastes , modest to a fault , of an extreme conscientiousness and delicacy of scru ...
Pagina 16
... head lifted , saying nothing , but looking up at her . Her eyes had drifted helplessly , aimlessly , to the woman in his arms , whose head lolled back like a dead thing's . And then she saw that the face was Nanna's . With that , the ...
... head lifted , saying nothing , but looking up at her . Her eyes had drifted helplessly , aimlessly , to the woman in his arms , whose head lolled back like a dead thing's . And then she saw that the face was Nanna's . With that , the ...
Pagina 20
... head of the house should speak , and far - away look . " Dunnot say nought an thou ' d ray- der not speak , " put in Silver hastily . " My " But I'd rather speak , Silver , " said Nanna in her sweetest of tones . husband is not dead ...
... head of the house should speak , and far - away look . " Dunnot say nought an thou ' d ray- der not speak , " put in Silver hastily . " My " But I'd rather speak , Silver , " said Nanna in her sweetest of tones . husband is not dead ...
Pagina 33
... head . Here the wood swept by the hounds of Sparta with gallant chiding , till The skies , the fountains , every region near Seemed all one mutual cry ; I never heard So musical a discord , such sweet thun- der . Here is the land where ...
... head . Here the wood swept by the hounds of Sparta with gallant chiding , till The skies , the fountains , every region near Seemed all one mutual cry ; I never heard So musical a discord , such sweet thun- der . Here is the land where ...
Pagina 46
... head partner in the well - known firm of solicitors , Mutch , Twining and Slack . Harvey Mutch was as well known in the City as the late Lord Bermondsey himself . He had been the legal Jonathan to his lordship's financial David . The ...
... head partner in the well - known firm of solicitors , Mutch , Twining and Slack . Harvey Mutch was as well known in the City as the late Lord Bermondsey himself . He had been the legal Jonathan to his lordship's financial David . The ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 115 - So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, Thou must, The youth replies, I can.
Pagina 56 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Pagina 361 - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Pagina 362 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Pagina 21 - I am as sorry as if the original fault had been my fault, because myself have seen his demeanour no less civil than he excellent in the quality he professes: besides, divers of worship have reported his uprightness of dealing which argues his honesty, and his facetious grace in writing, that approves his art.
Pagina 712 - Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks streaming down over his laced buffcoat, and his left hand always on his right spuleblade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.
Pagina 371 - I hear of poets' fury* tell, But (God wot) wot not what they mean by it: And this I swear by blackest brook of hell, I am no pick-purse of another's wit. How falls it then, that with so smooth an ease My thoughts I speak, and what I speak doth flow In verse, and that my verse best wits doth please? Guess we the cause: "What, is it thus?
Pagina 712 - And mony, mony mair were coming and ganging, a' as busy in their vocation as if they had been alive. Sir Robert Redgauntlet, in the midst of a' this fearful riot, cried, wi' a voice like thunder, on Steenie Piper to come to the board-head where he was sitting, his legs stretched out before him, and swathed up with flannel, with his holster pistols aside him, while the great broadsword rested against...
Pagina 712 - There was the fierce Middleton, and the dissolute Rothes, and the crafty Lauderdale; and Dalyell, with his bald head and a beard to his girdle; and Earlshall, with Cameron's blude on his hand; and wild Bonshaw, that tied blessed Mr. Cargill's limbs till the blude sprung; and Dumbarton Douglas, the twiceturned traitor baith to country and king.
Pagina 706 - I am wishing ill to little Harry, or to the babe that's yet to be born — God forbid, and make them kind to the poor, and better folk than their father ! — And now, ride e'en your ways ; for these are the last words ye'll ever hear Meg Merrilies speak, and this is the last reise that I'll ever cut in the bonny woods of Ellangowan.