John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 páginas |
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... round , surprised at her unusual reticence of epithets ; but when the lad addressed turned , fixed his eyes on each of us for a moment , and made way for us , we ceased to wonder . Ragged , muddy , and miserable as he was , the poor boy ...
... round , surprised at her unusual reticence of epithets ; but when the lad addressed turned , fixed his eyes on each of us for a moment , and made way for us , we ceased to wonder . Ragged , muddy , and miserable as he was , the poor boy ...
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... round me carefully . " You are not very strong , I'm afraid ? ” " No. " Then he stood idly looking up at the opposite - the mayor's house , with its steps and portico , and its fourteen windows , one of which was open , and a cluster of ...
... round me carefully . " You are not very strong , I'm afraid ? ” " No. " Then he stood idly looking up at the opposite - the mayor's house , with its steps and portico , and its fourteen windows , one of which was open , and a cluster of ...
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... " Yes , I should . What would it matter to me ? My father was a gentleman . " " And your mother ? " And he turned suddenly round ; his cheeks hot , his lips quivering She is dead . I do not like to 12 . JOHN HALIFAX .
... " Yes , I should . What would it matter to me ? My father was a gentleman . " " And your mother ? " And he turned suddenly round ; his cheeks hot , his lips quivering She is dead . I do not like to 12 . JOHN HALIFAX .
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... round his neck ; he lifted me safely and carefully , and set me at my own door . Then , with another good- bye , he again turned to go . I My heart cried after him with an irrepressible cry . What I said I do not remember , but it ...
... round his neck ; he lifted me safely and carefully , and set me at my own door . Then , with another good- bye , he again turned to go . I My heart cried after him with an irrepressible cry . What I said I do not remember , but it ...
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... round . Beyond , divided by a low hedge , was the kitchen and fruit garden - my father's pride , as this old - fashioned pleasaunce was mine . When , years ago , I was too weak to walk , I knew , by crawling , every inch of the soft ...
... round . Beyond , divided by a low hedge , was the kitchen and fruit garden - my father's pride , as this old - fashioned pleasaunce was mine . When , years ago , I was too weak to walk , I knew , by crawling , every inch of the soft ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Abel Fletcher answered asked Beechwood better Brithwood child Cloth daughter dear door Edwin Enderley eyes face fancy father feel gentleman gone Guy's Half Calf hand happy hear heard heart honor husband Jael Jessop John Halifax JOHN S. C. ABBOTT John's Kingswell knew Lady Caroline laughed listened little Muriel live Longfield looked Lord Luxmore Lord Ravenel marriage Mary Baines Maud mill mind minute Miss March Miss Silver morning mother Muriel never night Norton Bury Oldtower once pain parlor perhaps Phineas Fletcher poor quiet rose round seemed silence Sir Ralph smile spoke stood sure talking tan-yard tell thank thee things THOMAS CARLYLE thought told took turned Uncle Phineas Ursula voice walk watching wife wish woman wonder word young
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Página 106 - His certain life, that never can deceive him, Is full of thousand sweets, and rich content : The smooth-leaved beeches in the field receive him With coolest shades, till...
Página 95 - Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, pray for them that despitefully use you.
Página 15 - And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking unto Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Página 105 - Thrice, oh! thrice happy, shepherd's life and state! When courts are happiness, unhappy pawns! His cottage low and safely humble gate Shuts out proud Fortune, with her scorns and fawns. No feared treason breaks his quiet sleep ; Singing all day, his flocks he learns to keep, Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep. No Serian worms he knows, that with their thread Draw out their silken lives — nor silken pride: His lambs...