Vassall Morton: A NovelPhillips, Sampson, 1856 - 414 Seiten |
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... reached already the point that we are straining for . The world is all before you , man ; launch out and enjoy yourself . " " Didn't you just say , " asked Rosny , " that Morton couldn't rest , if he tried ? 99 " I said he could not ...
... reached already the point that we are straining for . The world is all before you , man ; launch out and enjoy yourself . " " Didn't you just say , " asked Rosny , " that Morton couldn't rest , if he tried ? 99 " I said he could not ...
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... reaching New Baden , towards night , they learned that there was to be a dance that evening , in the hall . " The deuse ! " ejaculated Meredith , as they entered ; “ have we come all this distance to find old faces again at New Ba- den ...
... reaching New Baden , towards night , they learned that there was to be a dance that evening , in the hall . " The deuse ! " ejaculated Meredith , as they entered ; “ have we come all this distance to find old faces again at New Ba- den ...
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... reached the hotel before half past nine . His arrival relieved the anxieties , or silenced the tattle of the inmates ; and in the morning Fanny's uncle drove to the inn , and brought back the adventurous damsel to New Baden . - CHAPTER ...
... reached the hotel before half past nine . His arrival relieved the anxieties , or silenced the tattle of the inmates ; and in the morning Fanny's uncle drove to the inn , and brought back the adventurous damsel to New Baden . - CHAPTER ...
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... to day that Mrs. Leslie was worse , that she seemed to revive a little , that she was on the point of death , that she was dead . By the time this sad ― climax was reached , he had been starving a fortnight 106 VASSALL MORTON .
... to day that Mrs. Leslie was worse , that she seemed to revive a little , that she was on the point of death , that she was dead . By the time this sad ― climax was reached , he had been starving a fortnight 106 VASSALL MORTON .
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A Novel Francis Parkman. climax was reached , he had been starving a fortnight from the sight of his mistress , having the consolation to know that meantime his rival had made at least four visits to Matherton . One morning Morton was ...
A Novel Francis Parkman. climax was reached , he had been starving a fortnight from the sight of his mistress , having the consolation to know that meantime his rival had made at least four visits to Matherton . One morning Morton was ...
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acquaintance afternoon Ashland asked Austria Baden battle of Wagram began better Boston Buckland CHAPTER Charles Augustus Murray clouds colonel companion Cymbeline death door earnest Edith Leslie escape face fancy Fanny Euston father feeling followed gave grown backward half hand head hear heard heart Henry Speyer hope Horace Vinal horse hour Jacob journey knew lady Lake of Como Le Misanthrope learned leave lips live Matherton mean Meredith mind Miss Euston Miss Leslie morning Morton looked Morton turned mountains nature never night octavo once pace passed person Primrose prison replied rest returned Richards rocks rose Rosny seated seemed seen servant side smile soon speak spirit stood Stubb table d'hôte tell there's thing thought took Vassall Morton walked Wentworth window wish women words young
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Seite 135 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Seite 349 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Seite 317 - We twain have met like ships upon the sea, Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet ; • One little hour ! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam, To meet no more.
Seite 367 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Seite 62 - But when he came, though pale and wan, He looked so great and high, So noble was his manly front, So calm his steadfast eye ; — The rabble rout forbore to shout, And each man held his breath, For well they knew the hero's soul Was face to face with death.
Seite 22 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Seite 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone, My thoughts shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all.
Seite 393 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Seite 62 - God ! that ghastly gibbet ! how dismal 'tis to see The great, tall, spectral skeleton, the ladder and the tree ! Hark ! hark ! it is the clash of arms, the bells begin to toll — He is coming ! he is coming ! God's mercy on his soul...
Seite 61 - I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before ; I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.