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... better stay , and have some with him . " " No , I must go , " said Sibyl , abruptly . " Good- bye ; good - bye , Brian . ” you , She had reached the door , but suddenly turned back to say , " I ought to have said , no thank I beg your ...
... better stay , and have some with him . " " No , I must go , " said Sibyl , abruptly . " Good- bye ; good - bye , Brian . ” you , She had reached the door , but suddenly turned back to say , " I ought to have said , no thank I beg your ...
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... better . " 66 Brian's father , an Irish country gentleman , and with all a country gentleman's prejudice against trade , had infected his son with a horror of the mercantile profession ; so Brian observed , rather foolishly , " I am ...
... better . " 66 Brian's father , an Irish country gentleman , and with all a country gentleman's prejudice against trade , had infected his son with a horror of the mercantile profession ; so Brian observed , rather foolishly , " I am ...
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... better : the poor Swiss Boy seemed to howl unaccountably now and then . Suppose you play it again , and take more pains with it . " She seemed to think the proposition somewhat cruel ; but recommenced with an evident desire to be ...
... better : the poor Swiss Boy seemed to howl unaccountably now and then . Suppose you play it again , and take more pains with it . " She seemed to think the proposition somewhat cruel ; but recommenced with an evident desire to be ...
Side 49
... better go to bed . You have had nearly an hour's grace already in honour of Brian's being here . " " Which is the most hateful county in England ? " said Sibyl ; and Austin immediately responded , " Bedfordshire ; " but after having ...
... better go to bed . You have had nearly an hour's grace already in honour of Brian's being here . " " Which is the most hateful county in England ? " said Sibyl ; and Austin immediately responded , " Bedfordshire ; " but after having ...
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... better go away , for I want to talk to Mr. Merivale . ” Brian dashed off , and Harold seated himself be- side the table , and began tranquilly to mend some quill pens for his aunt . Mr. Branscombe and the vicar continued their ...
... better go away , for I want to talk to Mr. Merivale . ” Brian dashed off , and Harold seated himself be- side the table , and began tranquilly to mend some quill pens for his aunt . Mr. Branscombe and the vicar continued their ...
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Side 303 - He gave us eyes to see them, and lips that we might tell how great is God almighty, who has made all things well...
Side 172 - ... cold dispute Of what is fit, and not. Forsake thy cage, Thy rope of sands, Which petty thoughts have made, and made to thee Good cable, to enforce and draw, And be thy law, While thou didst wink and wouldst not see. Away; take heed: I will abroad. Call in thy death's head there: tie up thy fears. He that forbears To suit and serve his need, Deserves his load. But as I raved and grew more fierce and wild At every word, Methought I heard one calling, Child. And I replied, My Lord.
Side 172 - THE COLLAR I STRUCK the board, and cried, no more; I will abroad. What? shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines and life are free ; free as the road, Loose as the wind, as large as store. , Shall I be still in suit? Have I no harvest but a thorn To let me blood, and not restore What I have lost with cordial fruit? Sure there was wine, Before my sighs did dry it : there was corn, Before my tears did drown it. Is the year only lost to me? Have I no bays to crown...
Side 402 - Stories on the Festivals,'' &c. Fcap. 8vo. is. ION LESTER. A Tale of True Friendship. ByC.HH Fcap. 8vo. 4s. 6d. A Tale of one who, born to riches and with every inducement to make this world his chief concern, yet devotes himself nobly to the good of his friends and people, and passes unhurt through all the flattery and luxury consequent on his position. Ivo AND VERENA; or, the Snowdrop. By the Author of "Cousin Rachel.
Side 68 - WHENE'ER a noble deed is wrought, Whene'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts, in glad surprise, To higher levels rise. The tidal wave of deeper souls Into our inmost being rolls, And lifts us unawares Out of all meaner cares.