The English Fireside: A Tale of the Past, Volume 2Saunders and Otley, 1844 |
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... exclaimed aunt Deborah , as she sat in the parlour of the vicarage , by the side of Mr Wells , watching her niece and Grace promenading in close conference on the lawn . " Flat ! " repeated aunt De- borah , " our spirits were at the ...
... exclaimed aunt Deborah , as she sat in the parlour of the vicarage , by the side of Mr Wells , watching her niece and Grace promenading in close conference on the lawn . " Flat ! " repeated aunt De- borah , " our spirits were at the ...
Page 91
... exclaimed aunt Deborah , surprised and almost ruffled in her equanimity of temper by the surmise . " I'll be bound , child , that there's not a syllable of untruth stated in the whole dreadful affair . How- ever , " continued she ...
... exclaimed aunt Deborah , surprised and almost ruffled in her equanimity of temper by the surmise . " I'll be bound , child , that there's not a syllable of untruth stated in the whole dreadful affair . How- ever , " continued she ...
Page 92
... aunt Deborah . " Do we not hear- " " Not always the truth , " interrupted her niece . " I have seen this man and ... exclaimed aunt Deborah . " We shall see how much longer you will persist in this belief . " " You know , aunt ...
... aunt Deborah . " Do we not hear- " " Not always the truth , " interrupted her niece . " I have seen this man and ... exclaimed aunt Deborah . " We shall see how much longer you will persist in this belief . " " You know , aunt ...
Page 94
... exclaimed aunt Deborah , clasp- ing her hands . " Now we shall be told the truth . But , " added she , " to what a dreadful pace he is urging his horse ! I must lecture him upon riding so fast over the loose gravel . " Scarcely was the ...
... exclaimed aunt Deborah , clasp- ing her hands . " Now we shall be told the truth . But , " added she , " to what a dreadful pace he is urging his horse ! I must lecture him upon riding so fast over the loose gravel . " Scarcely was the ...
Page 97
... exclaimed aunt Deborah . " Great heaven preserve us ! " repeated she , shaking her powdered curls . " It cannot be true what I hear . I'm dreaming - it must be a dream ! " " I wish it was not one of stern and cruel reality , " replied ...
... exclaimed aunt Deborah . " Great heaven preserve us ! " repeated she , shaking her powdered curls . " It cannot be true what I hear . I'm dreaming - it must be a dream ! " " I wish it was not one of stern and cruel reality , " replied ...
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Page 27 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page 257 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Page 180 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 128 - Men will wrangle for religion; write for it, fight for it; die for it; anything but live for it.
Page 160 - Kidlywink's progress in his work, the ratcatcher rose softly from his seat, and, unobserved, crept towards a heap of old iron in a dark corner of the shop.