The fortunes of Hector O'Halloran, and his man Mark Antony O'TooleTegg, 1850 - 412 páginas |
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... . That disastrous campaign which brought disgrace upon the British arms , had just terminated in the evacuation of the Low Countries , and the withdrawal to its own B shores of the débris of a splendid force , which THE CROSS RECKONING.
... . That disastrous campaign which brought disgrace upon the British arms , had just terminated in the evacuation of the Low Countries , and the withdrawal to its own B shores of the débris of a splendid force , which THE CROSS RECKONING.
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... arms , intimated that some insurrec- tionary movement was at hand . In a word , everything was gloomy and ... arm to defend it , ” — and he raised his own . Although Colonel O'Halloran had failed to produce the reaction he desired ...
... arms , intimated that some insurrec- tionary movement was at hand . In a word , everything was gloomy and ... arm to defend it , ” — and he raised his own . Although Colonel O'Halloran had failed to produce the reaction he desired ...
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... arm - racks , holding a dozen muskets each , were placed in either corner , while some silver sconces dependent from the cornice shed on the polished arms a flickering light . But the chamber was better illuminated ; for the huge hearth ...
... arm - racks , holding a dozen muskets each , were placed in either corner , while some silver sconces dependent from the cornice shed on the polished arms a flickering light . But the chamber was better illuminated ; for the huge hearth ...
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... arm I would lift you , and carried me- 99 " In safety from the danger ? " " No , no , love - we had to pass through a cross fire of musketry — a ball struck him , and when he fell dead — I was in his arms . " " Would , " said my mother ...
... arm I would lift you , and carried me- 99 " In safety from the danger ? " " No , no , love - we had to pass through a cross fire of musketry — a ball struck him , and when he fell dead — I was in his arms . " " Would , " said my mother ...
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... arm , strode across the chamber , and looked with conscious pride at all his military preparations . My mother grew pale as death , and turning her eyes up she fervently ejaculated , " God forbid ! " and crossed herself de- voutly . The ...
... arm , strode across the chamber , and looked with conscious pride at all his military preparations . My mother grew pale as death , and turning her eyes up she fervently ejaculated , " God forbid ! " and crossed herself de- voutly . The ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
acquaintance afterwards aide-de-camp appearance arms Arrah better blessed Bromley Hall called Cammaran captain chasse-marée Clifford Clifford Park Colonel La Coste commander companion dark dead death devil Dick divil door Empecinado enemy England escape exclaimed eyes fancy father fire followed fortune fosterer French frigate gallant gentleman girl guerilla hand Hartley head heard heart Heaven Hector honest honour horse host hour hurried inquired Irish Isidora Juan Diez Julia Julius Cæsar lady light looked Lord Wellington luck Mark Antony Mary matter minutes morning mother murder never night O'Halloran observed once ould partida passed Peter Crotty poor posada present priest quaker quarter-master ratcatcher regiment replied retired returned road ruffian San Sebastian says scoundrel seemed Shemus Sloman smile soldier Soult stranger supper tell there's thing thou told took turned Urumea village voice voltigeur whispered William Rawlings woman ye'r young
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Página 352 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Página 225 - Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child ! Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart? When last I saw thy young blue eyes, they smiled, And then we parted, — not as now we part, But with a hope. — Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
Página 296 - It must not be; there is no power in Venice Can alter a decree established: 'Twill be recorded for a precedent; And many an error, by the same example, Will rush into the state: it cannot be.
Página 103 - O, heaven, that such companions thou'dst unfold; And put in every honest hand a whip, To lash the rascal naked through the world, Even from the east to the west ! Emil.
Página 342 - Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me : the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented on me : I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men.
Página 374 - This storm seemed to be the signal of hell for the perpetration of villainy which would have shamed the most ferocious barbarians of antiquity. At Ciudad Rodrigo intoxication and plunder had been the principal object ; at Badajos lust and murder were joined to rapine and drunkenness ; but at San Sebastian, the direst, the most revolting cruelty was added to the catalogue of crimes.
Página 48 - O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art, indeed, able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon me, Hal, — God forgive thee for it ! Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing ; and now am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than one of the wicked.
Página 193 - And marshal me to knavery: Let it work; For 'tis the sport, to have the engineer Hoist with his own petar...
Página 73 - And, not thinking at all about little Jackdaws, Deposits it straight by the side of his plate, While the nice little boys on his Eminence wait; Till, when nobody's dreaming of any such thing, That little Jackdaw hops off with the ring ! There's a cry and a shout, and a deuce of a rout...
Página 43 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hairbreadth scapes i...