The Brother and Sister: And Other TalesJ. Langley, 1844 - 216 sider |
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... playing around , peeping in some- times , to see if it had not stirred , and growing grave , and whispering as if a sudden awe came over them whenever the cloth was lifted from its little white and withered face ; It was strange to see ...
... playing around , peeping in some- times , to see if it had not stirred , and growing grave , and whispering as if a sudden awe came over them whenever the cloth was lifted from its little white and withered face ; It was strange to see ...
Side 35
... playing about without fear ; yet the hardness of their hearts remained , and one thought he could not give up his indulgence , and the other that she could not bear to be despised . Instead of questioning his children about their ...
... playing about without fear ; yet the hardness of their hearts remained , and one thought he could not give up his indulgence , and the other that she could not bear to be despised . Instead of questioning his children about their ...
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... play . On no account , however , would Frederic run out and play just then , though at another time it would have been the thing he liked best in the whole world ; but , rubbing his hands together as evidently expecting some excellent ...
... play . On no account , however , would Frederic run out and play just then , though at another time it would have been the thing he liked best in the whole world ; but , rubbing his hands together as evidently expecting some excellent ...
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... her foot in no very lady - like position , we shall do nothing but play when our cousins come , shall we ? " 66 " Oh ! no , dear mamma , " exclaimed Ellen , who 66 had climbed upon her mother's chair , and was Winter's Evening.
... her foot in no very lady - like position , we shall do nothing but play when our cousins come , shall we ? " 66 " Oh ! no , dear mamma , " exclaimed Ellen , who 66 had climbed upon her mother's chair , and was Winter's Evening.
Side 95
... play then ; and I shall sit up an hour longer , that I may play so much more ; shall I not , mamma ? " " Is that you , Ellen ? " said Lady Caroline , look- ing round , " you , who always begin to rub your eyes , and complain that the ...
... play then ; and I shall sit up an hour longer , that I may play so much more ; shall I not , mamma ? " " Is that you , Ellen ? " said Lady Caroline , look- ing round , " you , who always begin to rub your eyes , and complain that the ...
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Side 122 - And the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and ' pebble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam.
Side 122 - I sat down when I was last this way a-fishing, and the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree near to the brow of that primrose-hill...
Side 53 - First, I send you all the thanks which my heart can conceive, or my words express, for your many travails and cares for me ; which, though they have not taken effect as you wished, yet my debt to you is not the less ; but pay it I never shall in this world.
Side 53 - You shall now receive (my dear wife) my last words, in these my last lines. My Love I send you, that you may keep it, when I am dead, and my Counsel that you may remember it, when I am no more; I would not by my will present you with Sorrows (Dear Bess).
Side 69 - Chartres, he turned instantly round, and handing ten louis to the Swiss, said, " In future, instead of showing the iron cage to travellers, you will have to point out to them the place where it once stood, and surely that view will be infinitely more gratifying to those who possess feelings of humanity.
Side 53 - God, and begin betimes to repose yourself upon him, and therein shall you find true and lasting riches, and endless comfort; for the rest, when you have travailed and wearied your thoughts over all sorts of worldly cogitations, you shall but sit down by sorrow in the end.
Side 53 - To what friend to direct thee I know not, for all mine have left me in the true time of trial; and I plainly perceive that my death was determined from the first day.
Side 68 - A few hours before our departure from St. Michael's, the prior, followed by the monks, two carpenters, one of the Swiss of the castle, and the greater part of the prisoners (who, at our request, were allowed to be present), accompanied us to the vault containing the horrible cage. In order to reach it we were obliged to traverse caverns so dark, that we had to use lighted flambeaux ; and after having descended many steps, we reached a frightful cavern, where stood this abominable structure. It was...
Side 122 - I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently toward their center, the tempestuous sea, yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots and pebble-stones, which broke their waves and turned them into foam ; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs — some leaping securely in the cool shade, while others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams.
Side 117 - Take good hede," sayeth this honest little tretyse, "that in going about your disportes ye open no man's gates but that ye shet them again. Also ye shall not use this forsayd...