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... looked at their bluff visages and brawny limbs , as depicted in their portraits , and then at the little Marquis , with his spindle shanks , and his sallow lantern visage , flanked with a pair of powdered ear - locks , or ailes de ...
... looked at their bluff visages and brawny limbs , as depicted in their portraits , and then at the little Marquis , with his spindle shanks , and his sallow lantern visage , flanked with a pair of powdered ear - locks , or ailes de ...
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... looked hastily round , but there was nothing to be seen Nothing but the grimly painted portrait of her poor dear man , hanging against the wall . She gave a heavy sigh to his memory , as she was accustomed to do whenever she spoke of ...
... looked hastily round , but there was nothing to be seen Nothing but the grimly painted portrait of her poor dear man , hanging against the wall . She gave a heavy sigh to his memory , as she was accustomed to do whenever she spoke of ...
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... looked for an instant into the corridor , as if in doubt whether to go ; and then walked quietly out . She hastened down stairs , ordered the servants to arm them .. selves with the weapons first at hand , placed herself at their head ...
... looked for an instant into the corridor , as if in doubt whether to go ; and then walked quietly out . She hastened down stairs , ordered the servants to arm them .. selves with the weapons first at hand , placed herself at their head ...
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... looked ready to fall to pieces , and which all the rats would have run away from , if they ould have found room in any other house to put their heads . It was just such a queer building as you see in Dutch pictures , with a tai roof ...
... looked ready to fall to pieces , and which all the rats would have run away from , if they ould have found room in any other house to put their heads . It was just such a queer building as you see in Dutch pictures , with a tai roof ...
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... looked after him , and whispered to one another , " What a proper man ! " At supper , my grandfather took command of the table - d'hôte as though he had been at home ; helped every body , not forget- ting himself ; talked with every one ...
... looked after him , and whispered to one another , " What a proper man ! " At supper , my grandfather took command of the table - d'hôte as though he had been at home ; helped every body , not forget- ting himself ; talked with every one ...
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Abruzzi adventure Alderman Apennines beauty beheld Bianca bosom Buckthorne burgher buried captain carbine carriage chamber companions countenance cried daugh daughter delight devil divining rod door doubt dress Dutch Englishman eyes face fancy father feel fellow felt Fondi fortune Frosinone gave gazed Genoa ghost hand haunted head heard heart horse improvisatore inquisitive gentleman Iron John Jack Straw Kidd kind knew laugh length literary looked Marquis mind mountains Naples neighborhood never night once passed paused Peechy Prauw Pelasgian pistol poetical poetry poniard poor Popkins postilions Prossedi recollect replied returned robbers rocks round scene Schiedam seemed seen skiff stiletto story strange talk tell Terracina theatre thing thought tion Tom Walker took town travellers trees turned Tusculum uncle village voice walked Webber whole window Wolfert wonder young lady
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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.