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... better than any thing else — because Cicely cooks them . " This was evidently next door to a declaration - it remained but to trace the matter to its primary cause ; Willie , who had gained courage as he proceeded , did so briefly . " I ...
... better than any thing else — because Cicely cooks them . " This was evidently next door to a declaration - it remained but to trace the matter to its primary cause ; Willie , who had gained courage as he proceeded , did so briefly . " I ...
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... better how to return the generous confidence which was reposed in them . Roused by such treatment to a sense of their own power and superiority , goaded by perpetual encroachment and insult to desperation , and maddened by the ...
... better how to return the generous confidence which was reposed in them . Roused by such treatment to a sense of their own power and superiority , goaded by perpetual encroachment and insult to desperation , and maddened by the ...
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... of them , and swears by them . I am neither Indian nor savage ; may not I enjoy an equal right ? " " I put no faith in thy superiority , " replied Annette ; " wert better than a savage , I should hear compliments less ELLERTON CASTLE . 61.
... of them , and swears by them . I am neither Indian nor savage ; may not I enjoy an equal right ? " " I put no faith in thy superiority , " replied Annette ; " wert better than a savage , I should hear compliments less ELLERTON CASTLE . 61.
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London univ, King's coll. better than a savage , I should hear compliments less lame and common - place . " " Lame and common - place ! " cried Mat ; " hear her , Venus and Cupid - hear her , all ye Muses ! With what shall we be ...
London univ, King's coll. better than a savage , I should hear compliments less lame and common - place . " " Lame and common - place ! " cried Mat ; " hear her , Venus and Cupid - hear her , all ye Muses ! With what shall we be ...
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... better man than Curts , now that the Lady Beatrice is dead . " " Dead ! " cried Sir Richard , as , at the word , his paroxysm returned ; " dead ! -It is no crime of mine ! —I did not kill her ! " Wildly casting his eyes upon old ...
... better man than Curts , now that the Lady Beatrice is dead . " " Dead ! " cried Sir Richard , as , at the word , his paroxysm returned ; " dead ! -It is no crime of mine ! —I did not kill her ! " Wildly casting his eyes upon old ...
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Popular passages
Page 192 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Page 253 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Page 299 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Page 252 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Page 301 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee ! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with.
Page 480 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Page 297 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Page 191 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Page 230 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Page 479 - Is man no more than this ? Consider him well : Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume : — Ha ! here's three...