Vassall Morton: A NovelPhillips, Sampson, 1856 - 414 Seiten |
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... keep him out of mischief ; for in the breast of this youngster a chivalresque instinct battled against the ur- gency of vigorous blood , and taught his nervous energies to seek escape rather in ceaseless bodily exercises , rowing ...
... keep him out of mischief ; for in the breast of this youngster a chivalresque instinct battled against the ur- gency of vigorous blood , and taught his nervous energies to seek escape rather in ceaseless bodily exercises , rowing ...
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... keep my vital energies against the time of need , instead of wasting them in unne- cessary gyrations . Ladies at the table ! New Yorkers in full feather , or I'll be shot ! Now , what the deuse have lace and ribbons to do in a place ...
... keep my vital energies against the time of need , instead of wasting them in unne- cessary gyrations . Ladies at the table ! New Yorkers in full feather , or I'll be shot ! Now , what the deuse have lace and ribbons to do in a place ...
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... keeping school , I have printer's work , lecturing , ― - and do you suppose I shall be content to rest in the mud all my days ? Not a bit of it . I know my cue better . The time will come when you'll see me shooting up like a rocket ...
... keeping school , I have printer's work , lecturing , ― - and do you suppose I shall be content to rest in the mud all my days ? Not a bit of it . I know my cue better . The time will come when you'll see me shooting up like a rocket ...
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... and philosophy dislodged from her last stronghold . Half an hour later he was riding homeward in a mood quite novel to his experience . He pushed his horse to a keen trot , as if by fierceness of motion to keep VASSALL MORTON . 45.
... and philosophy dislodged from her last stronghold . Half an hour later he was riding homeward in a mood quite novel to his experience . He pushed his horse to a keen trot , as if by fierceness of motion to keep VASSALL MORTON . 45.
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A Novel Francis Parkman. trot , as if by fierceness of motion to keep pace with the fiery influence that was kindling all his nerves . " I have had my fancies before this , " he thought , — “ in fact I have almost been in love ; but that ...
A Novel Francis Parkman. trot , as if by fierceness of motion to keep pace with the fiery influence that was kindling all his nerves . " I have had my fancies before this , " he thought , — “ in fact I have almost been in love ; but that ...
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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 dark death door earnest Eccellenza Edith Leslie escape face fancy Fanny Euston father feel followed gave grown backward half hand head hear heard heart Henry Speyer hope Horace Vinal horse hour journey knew lady Lake of Como Le Misanthrope leave lips live Matherton mean Meredith mind Miss Euston Miss Leslie morning Morton looked Morton turned mountains nature never night once pace pale passed person Polyeucte Primrose prison replied rest returned Richards rocks rose Rosny seated seemed seen servant side smile soon speak spirit stood Stubb table d'hôte tell thing thought took trees Vassall Morton walked window wish women words young
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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 hushed in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Seite 347 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
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 389 - LEAR. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
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 315 - 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 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all.
Seite 62 - The morning dawned full darkly, The rain came flashing down, And the jagged streak of the levin-bolt Lit up the gloomy town: The thunder crashed across the heaven, The fatal hour was come; Yet aye broke in, with muffled beat, The 'larum of the drum.
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 more and more.
Seite 149 - Was walking on the sand. The first line that Sir Patrick read, A loud laugh laughed he; The next line that Sir Patrick read, The tear blinded his e'e. 'O wha is this has' done this deed, This ill deed done to me, To send me out this time o' the year, To sail upon the sea!