The Ladies' CompanionBradbury and Evans, 1865 |
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... waiting for us to come home from- save the mark ! —our pleasures . " " An encouraging picture ! " smiling some- what uneasily , for a dim idea haunted me , that Colonel Tarragon had not himself rested during the past night , and that ...
... waiting for us to come home from- save the mark ! —our pleasures . " " An encouraging picture ! " smiling some- what uneasily , for a dim idea haunted me , that Colonel Tarragon had not himself rested during the past night , and that ...
Side 11
... waiting for their comrades . Others , suddenly waked out of their beds , were sleeping upon trusses of straw , surrounded by the din of waggons loading , commissariat trains harnessing , and drums beating in every direction . All at ...
... waiting for their comrades . Others , suddenly waked out of their beds , were sleeping upon trusses of straw , surrounded by the din of waggons loading , commissariat trains harnessing , and drums beating in every direction . All at ...
Side 18
... waiting for the master of her , who'd gone off on a spree - a dare - devil fellow , that used to run a smuggler between Bordeaux and Bristol , as they'd heard say : and all agreed that Mr. Gabriel could never have had to do with them ...
... waiting for the master of her , who'd gone off on a spree - a dare - devil fellow , that used to run a smuggler between Bordeaux and Bristol , as they'd heard say : and all agreed that Mr. Gabriel could never have had to do with them ...
Side 22
... waiting and watching and cruel pangs of suspense for them that couldn't have even the peace of certainty ! And I was one of those . The days crept on , and got bright again ; no June days ever stretched themselves to half such length ...
... waiting and watching and cruel pangs of suspense for them that couldn't have even the peace of certainty ! And I was one of those . The days crept on , and got bright again ; no June days ever stretched themselves to half such length ...
Side 24
... little , rickety family , waiting for health and strength from the saints . Not far from them are the ragged Gitanos , with their bronze complexion , and crisped hair , seizing man of courage and skill . Blinded by fury , 24.
... little , rickety family , waiting for health and strength from the saints . Not far from them are the ragged Gitanos , with their bronze complexion , and crisped hair , seizing man of courage and skill . Blinded by fury , 24.
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Side 268 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Side 11 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Side 11 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men...
Side 11 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Side 156 - My dear good lady," replied the author, "do not be gulled by such stories; the book is like your young heir there (pointing to a child of three years old, who was rolling on the carpet in his white tunics), he shows at times a good deal that is usually concealed, but it is all in perfect innocence!
Side 11 - Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear, And when they smiled because he deemed it near, His heart more truly knew that peal too well Which stretched his father on a bloody bier, And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell; He rushed into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell.
Side 102 - At present, nothing is talked of, nothing admired, but what I cannot help calling a very insipid and tedious performance : it is a kind of novel, called " The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy ;" the great humour of which consists in the whole narration always going backwards. I can conceive a man saying that it would be droll to write a book in that manner, but have no notion of his persevering...
Side 268 - God, the Maker of all laws, Who hath commanded us we should not kill. And yet we say we must, for Reputation ! What honest man can either fear his own, Or else will hurt another's reputation? Fear to do base unworthy things is valour ; If they be done to us, to suffer them Is valour too.
Side 208 - Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For ye pay tithe of mint and anise and cummin, and have omitted the weightier matters of the law, judgment, mercy, and faith; these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.
Side 11 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!