John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 páginas |
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... told me . Poor John ! - well might he look gratefully up at the clear blue sky to- day ay , and the sky never looked down on a brighter , cheerier face - the same face , which , whatever rags it sur- mounted , would , I believe , have ...
... told me . Poor John ! - well might he look gratefully up at the clear blue sky to- day ay , and the sky never looked down on a brighter , cheerier face - the same face , which , whatever rags it sur- mounted , would , I believe , have ...
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... told me he was trying an important experiment , how a hide might be tanned completely in five months , instead of eight . I stayed behind . " John , I want you . " John shook himself free of the bark - heap , and came , rather ...
... told me he was trying an important experiment , how a hide might be tanned completely in five months , instead of eight . I stayed behind . " John , I want you . " John shook himself free of the bark - heap , and came , rather ...
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... told me , lay about the country everywhere - I thought I would just put my head out of doors , to see how long the blessed spirit would be in coming . So I crawled down into the parlor , and out of the parlor into the garden ; Jael ...
... told me , lay about the country everywhere - I thought I would just put my head out of doors , to see how long the blessed spirit would be in coming . So I crawled down into the parlor , and out of the parlor into the garden ; Jael ...
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... I cried , indignantly . John never spoke , but his cheek_burnt furiously . I took his hand , and told him how glad I was to see him - but , for a minute , I doubt if he heard me " Abel Fletcher sent me here , " he repeated JOHN HALIFAX .
... I cried , indignantly . John never spoke , but his cheek_burnt furiously . I took his hand , and told him how glad I was to see him - but , for a minute , I doubt if he heard me " Abel Fletcher sent me here , " he repeated JOHN HALIFAX .
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... told you so , cousin . Hey , lad ! " eyeing John over , you've been out at grass , and changed your coat for the better but you're certainly the same lad that my curricle early ran over one day ; you were driving a cart of skins -pah ...
... told you so , cousin . Hey , lad ! " eyeing John over , you've been out at grass , and changed your coat for the better but you're certainly the same lad that my curricle early ran over one day ; you were driving a cart of skins -pah ...
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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...