Friends and Fortune: A Moral TaleD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 240 pages |
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... Miss Armadale handed her the letters . " No news , dear Martin : the world is not yet grown honest . Nothing but the old story . One devoted friend de- claring that since my departure she can hardly look any one in the face without ...
... Miss Armadale handed her the letters . " No news , dear Martin : the world is not yet grown honest . Nothing but the old story . One devoted friend de- claring that since my departure she can hardly look any one in the face without ...
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... Martin ? " said Miss Armadale , sipping her coffee , but not praising it . " Do you mean Mrs. Crawford's , my dear ... Miss Armadale , and worship her image for its golden base . What do you think of it ? " " It is a very kind invitation ...
... Martin ? " said Miss Armadale , sipping her coffee , but not praising it . " Do you mean Mrs. Crawford's , my dear ... Miss Armadale , and worship her image for its golden base . What do you think of it ? " " It is a very kind invitation ...
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... Miss Martin , " and I do not think you are considering . " " That is my own good Martin , and in return for that encouragement , I will not say what I intended about the strong resemblance between English coffee and English weather ...
... Miss Martin , " and I do not think you are considering . " " That is my own good Martin , and in return for that encouragement , I will not say what I intended about the strong resemblance between English coffee and English weather ...
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... Martin , I mean to accept the invitation . " " Very well , my dear , I thought so , all along . " " Take your pen ... Miss Martin , with em- phasis . " Yes : I hope you consider me still young . " " You , my dear , what do you mean ...
... Martin , I mean to accept the invitation . " " Very well , my dear , I thought so , all along . " " Take your pen ... Miss Martin , with em- phasis . " Yes : I hope you consider me still young . " " You , my dear , what do you mean ...
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A Moral Tale Anna Harriet Drury. without a word on either side . Miss Martin at last rose , and stood opposite her young autocrat . " Miss Armadale , my dear . " " Miss Martin . " " Do you think , my dear , it is becoming in your posi ...
A Moral Tale Anna Harriet Drury. without a word on either side . Miss Martin at last rose , and stood opposite her young autocrat . " Miss Armadale , my dear . " " Miss Martin . " " Do you think , my dear , it is becoming in your posi ...
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Page 39 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Page 40 - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Page 39 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..