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... - trate to the very bone . " It's all in vain , " said our hospitable host , " to think of put- ting one's head out of doors in such weather . So , gentlemen , I hold you my guests for this night at least , 18 TALES OF A TRAVELLER .
... - trate to the very bone . " It's all in vain , " said our hospitable host , " to think of put- ting one's head out of doors in such weather . So , gentlemen , I hold you my guests for this night at least , 18 TALES OF A TRAVELLER .
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... door which stood ajar , and , like a true French door , would stand ajar in spite of every reason and effort to the contrary , opened upon a long dark corridor , that led the Lord knows whither , and seemed just made for ghosts to air ...
... door which stood ajar , and , like a true French door , would stand ajar in spite of every reason and effort to the contrary , opened upon a long dark corridor , that led the Lord knows whither , and seemed just made for ghosts to air ...
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... door , but in vain . Not that he appre- hended any thing , for he was too old a traveller to be daunted by a wild - looking apartment ; but the night , as I have said , was cold and gusty , and the wind howled about the old turret ...
... door , but in vain . Not that he appre- hended any thing , for he was too old a traveller to be daunted by a wild - looking apartment ; but the night , as I have said , was cold and gusty , and the wind howled about the old turret ...
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... door ; the door gently opened ; whether of its own accord , or whether pushed open , my un- cle could not distinguish : a figure all in white glided in . It was a female , tall and stately , and of a commanding air . Her dress was of an ...
... door ; the door gently opened ; whether of its own accord , or whether pushed open , my un- cle could not distinguish : a figure all in white glided in . It was a female , tall and stately , and of a commanding air . Her dress was of an ...
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... door , hoisted the bed - clothes high over his shoulders , and gradually fell asleep . How long he slept he could not say , when he was awakened by the voice of some one at his bed - side . He turned round , and beheld the old French ...
... door , hoisted the bed - clothes high over his shoulders , and gradually fell asleep . How long he slept he could not say , when he was awakened by the voice of some one at his bed - side . He turned round , and beheld the old French ...
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Página 161 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 230 - ... true sympathy; how few love us for ourselves; how few will befriend us in our misfortunes; then it is that we think of the mother we have lost. It is true I had always loved my mother, even in my most heedless days; but I felt how inconsiderate and ineffectual had been my love. My heart melted as I retraced the days of infancy, when I was led by a mother's hand, and rocked to sleep in a mother's arms, and was without care or sorrow. "O my mother!
Página 363 - Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where treasure hath been hid...
Página xi - There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.