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... carried on around me , except so far as I saw that they amused or excited my husband ; and I am sure if he had taken it into his head to follow cock - fighting with as much zeal as he did the political movements of ministries and ...
... carried on around me , except so far as I saw that they amused or excited my husband ; and I am sure if he had taken it into his head to follow cock - fighting with as much zeal as he did the political movements of ministries and ...
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... carried in his head . But the first who personified Death , and saw the livid spectre knocking at the doors of her destined victims- ( compare the description of the plague in that work of a true poet , ' Anastasius ' ) - possessed an ...
... carried in his head . But the first who personified Death , and saw the livid spectre knocking at the doors of her destined victims- ( compare the description of the plague in that work of a true poet , ' Anastasius ' ) - possessed an ...
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... carried into his Floorcloth Manufactory by mistake for the Hospital . The only thing that occurred to either of the females was to op- pose every motion he made , -for fear it should be wrong , - and accordingly whenever he attempted to ...
... carried into his Floorcloth Manufactory by mistake for the Hospital . The only thing that occurred to either of the females was to op- pose every motion he made , -for fear it should be wrong , - and accordingly whenever he attempted to ...
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... carried everything before them . The enemy disputed every inch of the deck , but were ultimately cut down , or driven overboard : and a small ensign , belong- ing to one of the boats ( which a Midshipman had wrapped round him , in the ...
... carried everything before them . The enemy disputed every inch of the deck , but were ultimately cut down , or driven overboard : and a small ensign , belong- ing to one of the boats ( which a Midshipman had wrapped round him , in the ...
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... carry off the powder , when a signal from the ship in- formed us the enemy were approaching in great force , and ordered us to blow up the fort and embark as quickly as possible . To effect this , all the powder was placed in the lower ...
... carry off the powder , when a signal from the ship in- formed us the enemy were approaching in great force , and ordered us to blow up the fort and embark as quickly as possible . To effect this , all the powder was placed in the lower ...
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Página 371 - Ecstasy! My pulse, as yours, doth temperately keep time, And makes as healthful music. It is not madness That I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks; It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Página 172 - Fear ye not me? Saith the LORD: will ye not tremble at my presence, which have placed the sand for the bound of the sea by a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass it: and though the waves thereof toss themselves, yet can they not prevail; though they roar, yet can they not pass over it?
Página 229 - He is a middle-sized, spare man, about forty years old, of a brown complexion and darkbrown coloured hair, but wears a wig ; a hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes, and a large mole near his mouth...
Página 116 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Página 359 - I never saw them afterwards, or any sign of them except three of their hats, one cap, and two shoes that were not fellows.
Página 90 - The man that lays his hand upon a woman, Save in the way of kindness, is a wretch Whom 'twere gross flattery to name a coward.— I'll talk to you, lady, but not beat you.
Página 358 - Robinson Kreutznaer; but by the usual corruption of words in England we are now called, nay, we call ourselves, and write our name "Crusoe," and so my companions always called me.
Página 20 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Página 127 - For, so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 81 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.