Cheveley: Or, The Man of Honour, Volume 2Harper & Bros., 1839 |
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... turned in- to a very respectable , but somewhat overgrown , por- cupine . Mowbray had tried by every possible means to find out what Lady de Clifford intended going as ; for he knew that ever since his unlucky speech that day at dinner ...
... turned in- to a very respectable , but somewhat overgrown , por- cupine . Mowbray had tried by every possible means to find out what Lady de Clifford intended going as ; for he knew that ever since his unlucky speech that day at dinner ...
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... turned to him and said- " She is asking for her maid ; and - and - she is not come yet . " " Well , well , ” replied the doctor , " you take her left hand and rub the palm of it , while I bandage up the other . " Mowbray almost wished ...
... turned to him and said- " She is asking for her maid ; and - and - she is not come yet . " " Well , well , ” replied the doctor , " you take her left hand and rub the palm of it , while I bandage up the other . " Mowbray almost wished ...
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... turning quickly round to the doctor , who was steeping lint in eau de Cologne at the table , asked him what he ... turned to Mowbray to ask the lady's name to whom they were to be sent ; and the latter having written it on a piece ...
... turning quickly round to the doctor , who was steeping lint in eau de Cologne at the table , asked him what he ... turned to Mowbray to ask the lady's name to whom they were to be sent ; and the latter having written it on a piece ...
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... struck you ? " Julia turned away her head , and made no answer . " Ah ! I see how it is , " said he , " chi tace confessa . Good heavens ! what are some men made of ! " tt " Do , " said Julia , in order 16 CHEVELEY , OR.
... struck you ? " Julia turned away her head , and made no answer . " Ah ! I see how it is , " said he , " chi tace confessa . Good heavens ! what are some men made of ! " tt " Do , " said Julia , in order 16 CHEVELEY , OR.
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... more of that wretch's andy work , " " I'm sure , " said Lady de Clifford , turning to Mow- bray , and anxious to prevent Berryl saying anything further , " I have a thousand apologies to make B 2 THE MAN OF HONOUR . 17 tt ...
... more of that wretch's andy work , " " I'm sure , " said Lady de Clifford , turning to Mow- bray , and anxious to prevent Berryl saying anything further , " I have a thousand apologies to make B 2 THE MAN OF HONOUR . 17 tt ...
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Page 135 - AH, Ben ! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Page 40 - It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of passion, and all made of wishes ; All adoration, duty, and observance, All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, All purity, all trial, all observance
Page 213 - Nevertheless I am continually with thee: thou hast holden me by my right hand. Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory.
Page 185 - With one or other of his loose consorts. I am a knave, if I know what to say, What course to take, or which way to resolve. My brain, methinks, is like an hour-glass, Wherein my imaginations run like sands, Filling up time; but then are turn'd and turn'd: So that I know not what to stay upon, And less, to put in act.
Page 130 - Yon gentle hills, Robed in a garment of untrodden snow ; Yon darksome rocks, whence icicles depend, ' So stainless, that their white and glittering spires Tinge not the moon's pure beam ; yon castled steep, Whose banner hangeth o'er the time-worn tower So idly, that rapt fancy deemeth it A metaphor of peace ; all form a scene Where musing Solitude might love to lift Her soul above this sphere of earthliness ; Where Silence undisturbed might watch alone, So cold, so bright, so still.
Page 24 - Remember the old man, and what he was Years after he had heard this heavy news. His bodily frame had been from youth to age Of an unusual strength.
Page 3 - There is a gloom in deep love, as in deep water : there is a silence in it which suspends the foot, and the folded arms and the dejected head are the images it reflects. No voice shakes its surface : the Muses themselves approach it with a tardy and a timid step, and with a low and tremulous and melancholy song.
Page 92 - Yet all this availeth me nothing, so long as I see Mordecai the Jew sitting at the king's gate.
Page 102 - All the performances of human art, at which we look with praise or wonder, are instances of the resistless force of perseverance; it is by this that the quarry becomes a pyramid, and that distant countries are united with canals.
Page 73 - Dar'st thou die ? The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.