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... took it for granted you were asleep in your bed , as you ought to have been , and I'd have moved these chaps away without molesting you . But now it's too late . It's now life for life . » » You'll not murder me , Philip ? I asked , in ...
... took it for granted you were asleep in your bed , as you ought to have been , and I'd have moved these chaps away without molesting you . But now it's too late . It's now life for life . » » You'll not murder me , Philip ? I asked , in ...
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... took these phrases , without attaching any distinct image to them , out of the Gradus ad Parnassum which he carried in his head . But the first who personified Death , and saw the livid spectre knocking at the doors of her destined ...
... took these phrases , without attaching any distinct image to them , out of the Gradus ad Parnassum which he carried in his head . But the first who personified Death , and saw the livid spectre knocking at the doors of her destined ...
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... took the oath , and seated myself in the witness's chair . • The following are the questions and answers that then ensued . After adverting to the proved existence of United Irish societies in the University , he asked , " Have you ever ...
... took the oath , and seated myself in the witness's chair . • The following are the questions and answers that then ensued . After adverting to the proved existence of United Irish societies in the University , he asked , " Have you ever ...
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... took up their last abodes amongst those faithful domestics with whom they had shared their first . It is pleasing to see the family - circle yet hold together , even in the state of dissolution itself ! Withinside each sepulchre ...
... took up their last abodes amongst those faithful domestics with whom they had shared their first . It is pleasing to see the family - circle yet hold together , even in the state of dissolution itself ! Withinside each sepulchre ...
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... took place , by which I was knocked down , and rendered completely senseless . On partially recovering from the stupor occasioned by this dread- ful fall , I found myself covered with blood , and most severely bruised and lacerated ...
... took place , by which I was knocked down , and rendered completely senseless . On partially recovering from the stupor occasioned by this dread- ful fall , I found myself covered with blood , and most severely bruised and lacerated ...
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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.