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... rushing in sword in hand , encountered the object of their pursuit , who was well prepared for them . The constable was instantly shot dead by Sibbel , who kept his pursuers at bay , and gradually retreated up the small staircase at the ...
... rushing in sword in hand , encountered the object of their pursuit , who was well prepared for them . The constable was instantly shot dead by Sibbel , who kept his pursuers at bay , and gradually retreated up the small staircase at the ...
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... rushed through my frame . Ye , who endeavour to form a conception of the feelings of a young barrister when his first brief greets his eyes , -abandon the task . They are not to be portrayed by any limner . Six guineas - precursors of ...
... rushed through my frame . Ye , who endeavour to form a conception of the feelings of a young barrister when his first brief greets his eyes , -abandon the task . They are not to be portrayed by any limner . Six guineas - precursors of ...
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sooner had the attorney left Mr. C- , than the latter rushed in , and , in no measured phrase , began abusing me for the " trick " I had played him . The word did not suit me , as he himself perceived by my instant application to the ...
sooner had the attorney left Mr. C- , than the latter rushed in , and , in no measured phrase , began abusing me for the " trick " I had played him . The word did not suit me , as he himself perceived by my instant application to the ...
Side 14
... rushed forth like a torrent from his soul . In Fox's reasoning , I thought also that I could discover what was too evanescent for the commonplace reporter , a refined logic , conducting to the most beautiful of moral demonstrations ...
... rushed forth like a torrent from his soul . In Fox's reasoning , I thought also that I could discover what was too evanescent for the commonplace reporter , a refined logic , conducting to the most beautiful of moral demonstrations ...
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... rushed upon the poor creatures , and slaughtered them at once . Radama then commanded the dead bodies to be thrown into the midst of their companions , who were kept three days without food in the armed circle of military , while the ...
... rushed upon the poor creatures , and slaughtered them at once . Radama then commanded the dead bodies to be thrown into the midst of their companions , who were kept three days without food in the armed circle of military , while the ...
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Side 396 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 293 - I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high; Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider -to the Fly. " There are pretty curtains drawn around ; the sheets are fine and thin, And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!
Side 293 - At last, Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast. He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den Within his little parlor — but she ne'er came out again! And now, dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed; Unto an evil counsellor close heart, and ear, and eye, And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.
Side 293 - Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing; Your robes are green and purple, there's a crest upon your head; Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead...
Side 46 - Dictionary was written with little assistance of the learned and without any patronage of the great; not in the soft obscurities of retirement or under the shelter of academic bowers, but amidst inconvenience and distraction, in sickness and in sorrow.
Side 295 - If Thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned; and know, that pride*< Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness ; that he, who feels contempt For any living thing, hath faculties Which he has never used ; that thought with him Is in its infancy.
Side 286 - ... had swallowed them. The horrid noise of their closing jaws, their plunging amidst the broken banks of fish, and rising with their prey some feet upright above the water, the floods of water and blood rushing out of their mouths, and the clouds of vapour issuing from their wide nostrils, were truly frightful. This scene continued at intervals during the night, as the fish came to the pass.
Side 269 - The young who labour, and the old who rest. Is any sick ? the Man of Ross relieves, Prescribes, attends, the medicine makes and gives.
Side 46 - There is a man, whose moral character, deep learning, and superior parts, I acknowledge, admire, and respect ; but whom it is so impossible for me to love, that I am almost in a fever whenever I am in his company. His figure (without being deformed) seems made to disgrace or ridicule the common structure of the human body. Hij legs and arms are never in the position which, according...
Side 388 - ... down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...