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... happy mode of throwing stones wherewith Deucalion and his wife Pyrrha re - peopled the world after the deluge , saving an incalculable amount of time and trouble , and all effected as " di- rected by the oracle . ” It was , then , at a ...
... happy mode of throwing stones wherewith Deucalion and his wife Pyrrha re - peopled the world after the deluge , saving an incalculable amount of time and trouble , and all effected as " di- rected by the oracle . ” It was , then , at a ...
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... , a middle - aged , contented - looking individual , with a round , happy - looking face , and a sly eye . " The Senhora Phroditis would feel herself but ill complimented , if when her name was 32 THE SHIP OF GLASS .
... , a middle - aged , contented - looking individual , with a round , happy - looking face , and a sly eye . " The Senhora Phroditis would feel herself but ill complimented , if when her name was 32 THE SHIP OF GLASS .
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... happy if you would but permit your- self to think so . " " I should be very ready to think so , ” was Phroditis's answer , " if I could persuade my- self of it for I can comprehend that happi- ness is something to be desired - though I ...
... happy if you would but permit your- self to think so . " " I should be very ready to think so , ” was Phroditis's answer , " if I could persuade my- self of it for I can comprehend that happi- ness is something to be desired - though I ...
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... monition which you put on sometimes , all have failed to have any any effecet upon me . Everything seems to conspire to deny me feeling as happy as I sometimes feel even in this gilded cage . Would it THE SHIP OF GLASS . 135.
... monition which you put on sometimes , all have failed to have any any effecet upon me . Everything seems to conspire to deny me feeling as happy as I sometimes feel even in this gilded cage . Would it THE SHIP OF GLASS . 135.
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... happy in escaping into air and catching the last waning light and a glimpse of pale unde- cided moonshine , too grey for starlight , as it was too watery and shimmeringly yellow for moonlight . Phroditis put her head out of window and ...
... happy in escaping into air and catching the last waning light and a glimpse of pale unde- cided moonshine , too grey for starlight , as it was too watery and shimmeringly yellow for moonlight . Phroditis put her head out of window and ...
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The Ship of Glass: Or, the Mysterious Island. [Followed By] Atcherley Hargrave Jennings Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
The Ship of Glass; Or, the Mysterious Island. [Followed By] Atcherley Hargrave Jennings Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2012 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
answered appeared arms Atcherley's beautiful blue Castilda character cherley clouds colour companion cried crowd Cunique Cunique's Cymbeline dark Derbyshire door eager eyes face fancy father fear feel forward gate gentlemen glance gold hand happy HARGRAVE JENNINGS head heard heart heaven honour hope horses island Julia Julius Cæsar King Klypp Heufueros latter light looked majesty majesty's Master Atcherley means ment mind MYSTERIOUS ISLAND nature never night object Oliver Rockingham party pause perhaps person Phroditis Pickaxos Pietro Pimpernella present racter rapier road rock Roger Armstrong Roland Torrington round Rumbald scarcely scene seemed seen shadow Ship of Glass side silence singular Sir Edgar Sir Reginald Sir Roland smile stept stood strange stranger Tafna-Khalifas thee things thou thought tion Tophaik Torrington Place turned walls wind word
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 224 - The bigger bulk it shows. Hence, bashful cunning ! And prompt me, plain and holy innocence ! I am your wife, if you will marry me ; If not, I'll die your maid : to be your fellow You may deny me ; but I'll be your servant, Whether you will or no.
Seite 236 - Curse ye Meroz, said the angel of the Lord, curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof; because they came not to the help of the Lord, to the help of the Lord against the mighty.
Seite 235 - And he took Agag the king of the Amalekites alive, and utterly destroyed all the people with the edge of the sword. But Saul and the people spared Agag, and the best of the sheep, and of the oxen, and of the fallings, and the lambs, and all that was good, and would not utterly destroy them : but every thing that was vile and refuse, that they destroyed utterly.
Seite 278 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mixed essence, make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Seite 255 - O'erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Seite 55 - scape, I will preserve myself; and am bethought To take the basest and most poorest shape That ever penury, in contempt of man, Brought near to beast...
Seite 39 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had waked after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming^ The clouds, methought, would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I waked, I cried to dream again.
Seite 29 - Was tyrannous and strong ; He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled.
Seite 224 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say ' Ay,' And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st. Thou mayst prove false : at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.