A lord of creation, by the author of 'Ethel'.1857 |
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... Hesketh ! " they used to say , sometimes , and take great interest in observing the old man's growing fondness for his charge , -how he liked to walk about the park ... Vaughan Hesketh must look after himself , " A LORD OF THE CREATION 3.
... Hesketh ! " they used to say , sometimes , and take great interest in observing the old man's growing fondness for his charge , -how he liked to walk about the park ... Vaughan Hesketh must look after himself , " A LORD OF THE CREATION 3.
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Marian James. " Mr Vaughan Hesketh must look after himself , " observed the lookers - on ; " this new - comer bids fair to supersede him in his uncle's favour . " But they judged superficially , as lookers - on , even the acutest ...
Marian James. " Mr Vaughan Hesketh must look after himself , " observed the lookers - on ; " this new - comer bids fair to supersede him in his uncle's favour . " But they judged superficially , as lookers - on , even the acutest ...
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... Vaughan Hesketh's vacations gained greatly in interest from the date of Caroline Maturin's intro- duction to Redwood . It was impossible to believe that there was any disaffection , any jealousy , on the boy's part . But then , after ...
... Vaughan Hesketh's vacations gained greatly in interest from the date of Caroline Maturin's intro- duction to Redwood . It was impossible to believe that there was any disaffection , any jealousy , on the boy's part . But then , after ...
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... Hesketh was much gladdened thereat , and , like a wise man , asked for and hinted at no more for the present . * " Come , " said Vaughan , " put away that stupid book , and let us go out for a row on the lake . " Caroline was deep in ...
... Hesketh was much gladdened thereat , and , like a wise man , asked for and hinted at no more for the present . * " Come , " said Vaughan , " put away that stupid book , and let us go out for a row on the lake . " Caroline was deep in ...
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... Hesketh looked up from the secretaire at which he was writing ; he peered at the boy and girl from over his spectacles . " Vaughan ! " he called out , rather sharply , " probably your cousin " ( they called each other cousin , and the ...
... Hesketh looked up from the secretaire at which he was writing ; he peered at the boy and girl from over his spectacles . " Vaughan ! " he called out , rather sharply , " probably your cousin " ( they called each other cousin , and the ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
appeared asked Beacon's Cottage beautiful began better Blanche bling Bracebridge brown hill cambric Caro Caroline Caroline's Carry chair cheek child clasped colour companion cried Crooksforth Dear Vaughan door drew earnest Elizabeth Kendal eyes face Farquhar feel felt flowers flush gaze George Farquhar girl glad glance grace hand happy head heard heart hill keth knew lady laughing leaned light lips listen looked Madame de Vigny minute Miss Kendal Miss Maturin moorlands morning mother-of-pearl never old gentleman once pain pale passionate pause pleasant pleasure poor present pretty quhar quiet Redwood reply rose round seemed silence silver birch smile sofa sort spoke stood strange sudden suppose sweet talk tell tenderness terrace things thought Thurlston told tone took truth turned uncle uncle's uttered Vaughan Hesketh voice walk watch Windleton window wish words young
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Página 328 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Página 328 - The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale; The busy bee her honey now she mings ; Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays; and yet my sorrow springs.
Página 328 - The soote season that bud and bloom forth brings, With green hath clad the hill, and eke the vale; The nightingale, with feathers new, she sings; The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come ! for every spray now springs; The hart hath hung his old head o'er the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he Sings; The fishes float with new repaired scale; The adder all her slough away she flings; The swift swallow pursueth the flies small; The busy bee her honey new she brings. Winter is...