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... wish you had the chance ? ' ' But what's the use of spooning her ? It's only wasting time , ' said Fletcher . You think so - do you -- not so green as that . I know a thing or two about this busi- ness , and between ourselves this ...
... wish you had the chance ? ' ' But what's the use of spooning her ? It's only wasting time , ' said Fletcher . You think so - do you -- not so green as that . I know a thing or two about this busi- ness , and between ourselves this ...
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... wish to meet with ; and her niece is every- thing to her . It's all right about her money . I know it , because I used to see something of some other Mayfords at Cheltenham , when I hunted there last winter . They talked of Miss ...
... wish to meet with ; and her niece is every- thing to her . It's all right about her money . I know it , because I used to see something of some other Mayfords at Cheltenham , when I hunted there last winter . They talked of Miss ...
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... wishes of those who are so deeply interested in your welfare - I beseech you then to consider awhile before you place im- plicit trust in one who has already given you such sufficient cause to doubt his loyalty and truth . ' She paused ...
... wishes of those who are so deeply interested in your welfare - I beseech you then to consider awhile before you place im- plicit trust in one who has already given you such sufficient cause to doubt his loyalty and truth . ' She paused ...
Page 97
... wish that I had one , too . ' ' Do you ? ' said Flo . ' How very odd ! To me it would be horrid ; and upon my word I sometimes think it's that conceited little Minnie that makes me put off marry- ing her papa . ' ' Do you think you'll ...
... wish that I had one , too . ' ' Do you ? ' said Flo . ' How very odd ! To me it would be horrid ; and upon my word I sometimes think it's that conceited little Minnie that makes me put off marry- ing her papa . ' ' Do you think you'll ...
Page 136
... heiress . Lord George had not felt the shadow of a misgiving , when , in the débonnaire fashion peculiar to himself , he made known his wishes and expectations to his hostess . ' I can't say it's in my power just now 136 ...
... heiress . Lord George had not felt the shadow of a misgiving , when , in the débonnaire fashion peculiar to himself , he made known his wishes and expectations to his hostess . ' I can't say it's in my power just now 136 ...
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Page 136 - THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year On the earth her deathbed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. Come, months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array; Follow the bier Of the dead cold year, And like dim shadows watch by her sepulchre. The chill rain is falling, the...
Page 166 - Of the hearts that daily break, Of the tears that hourly fall, Of the many, many troubles of life, That grieve this earthly ball...
Page 42 - Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould ; Price of many a crime untold ; Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold...
Page 233 - tis slander ; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Page 93 - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music, — summer's eve — or spring, A flower — the wind — the Ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Page 65 - Me and my friends here, this delightful night, That power itself has not one half the might Of gentleness. 'Tis want to all true wealth ; The uneasy madman's force, to the wise health ; Blind downward beating, to the eyes that see ; Noise to persuasion, doubt to certainty...
Page 28 - Nothing ! if they bite and kick? Out with it, Dunciad ! let the secret pass, That secret to each fool, that he's an ass : The truth once told (and wherefore should we lie ?) The queen of Midas slept, and so may I.
Page 198 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Page 93 - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a Scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever...
Page 78 - The clodded earth goes up in sweet-breathed flowers ; In music dies poor human speech, And into beauty blow those hearts of ours, When Love is born in each.