Eve Effingham: Sequel to Homeward BoundG. Routledge, 1855 - 287 pagini |
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... actually designed , to take his niece with him to Europe , but her paternal grand- father , who was still living , objected his years and affection , and the scheme was reluctantly abandoned . This grandfather was now dead , and Grace ...
... actually designed , to take his niece with him to Europe , but her paternal grand- father , who was still living , objected his years and affection , and the scheme was reluctantly abandoned . This grandfather was now dead , and Grace ...
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... actually dumb - founded . Eve relieved his awkward- ness by directing Pierre , with her eye , to hand a chair , and first speaking . " I regret that my father is not in , " she said , by way of turning the visit from herself ; " but he ...
... actually dumb - founded . Eve relieved his awkward- ness by directing Pierre , with her eye , to hand a chair , and first speaking . " I regret that my father is not in , " she said , by way of turning the visit from herself ; " but he ...
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... actually covered in double and triple layers ; mustard , cold butter , salt , and even pepper , garnishing its edges . These different accumulations were the work of time and address , and most of the company had repeatedly changed ...
... actually covered in double and triple layers ; mustard , cold butter , salt , and even pepper , garnishing its edges . These different accumulations were the work of time and address , and most of the company had repeatedly changed ...
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Sequel to Homeward Bound James Fenimore Cooper. remove he had actually disposed of more food than any other person at table . He now began to converse , and we shall open the conversa- tion at the precise point in the dinner when it was ...
Sequel to Homeward Bound James Fenimore Cooper. remove he had actually disposed of more food than any other person at table . He now began to converse , and we shall open the conversa- tion at the precise point in the dinner when it was ...
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... actually deserted his post for some months to embark in the western speculations that were then so active in the country , " not to say my pleasure . There are many profitable occupations in this country , Sir George , that have been ...
... actually deserted his post for some months to embark in the western speculations that were then so active in the country , " not to say my pleasure . There are many profitable occupations in this country , Sir George , that have been ...
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Abbott admiration agreeable American answer appearance Aristabulus asked Assheton baronet beautiful believe better Bloomfield Bragg Bulwer's called Captain Ducie Captain Truck certainly character Cinq Mars commodore companion composite order confess cousin Jack cried dare say dear Dodge England English Eve Effingham exclaimed eyes fancy father favour feel gentleman Grace Hajji hand happy Hawker hear heard heart hope Howel Hudson Square inquired interest J. F. Cooper Jarvis John Effingham knew lake laughing look Lucius Junius Brutus M'Intosh ma'am Mademoiselle Viefville manner married matter means Miss Effingham Miss Eve Miss Ring Miss Van Cortlandt mother nation nature neighbours never observed opinion passed person render respect returned scarcely Sir George Templemore smile society sogdollager soon speak surprise SUSAN HOPLEY taste Templeton thing thought town true truth village whole party Wigwam wish woman young lady
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Pagina 239 - Why have my sisters husbands, if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty. Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Pagina 192 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Pagina 63 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured.
Pagina 78 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Pagina 138 - Be brave, then; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped pot; shall have ten hoops and I will make it felony to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common; and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass: and when I am king, as king I will be,— ALL God save your majesty!
Pagina 76 - The whole country is in such a constant state of mutation, that I can only liken it to the game of children, in which, as one quits his corner, another runs into it, and he that finds no corner to get into, is the laughingstock of the others. Fancy that dwelling...
Pagina 73 - The fault just now is, perhaps, to consult the books too rigidly, and to trust too little to invention ; for no architecture, and especially no domestic architecture, can ever be above serious reproach, until climate, the uses of the edifice, and the situation, are respected as leading considerations. Nothing can be uglier, per se, than a Swiss cottage, or anything more beautiful under its precise circumstances.
Pagina 250 - What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her/ What would he do, Had he the motive and the cue for passion That I have...
Pagina 88 - I know the shaggy hills about, The meadows smooth and wide, The plains, that, toward the southern sky, Fenced east and west by mountains lie. A white man, gazing on the scene, Would say a lovely spot was here, And praise the lawns...