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e ple > enraged egg - wife , setting down her streaming basket on the floor ; “ my
faith , but ye Dut hier nind nisht , ng to ! it's 99 a ing 7m nó reck : sant , " continued
she , while gathering up things , “ as to mak onybody seek it . ” “ Nae mair is ...
e ple > enraged egg - wife , setting down her streaming basket on the floor ; “ my
faith , but ye Dut hier nind nisht , ng to ! it's 99 a ing 7m nó reck : sant , " continued
she , while gathering up things , “ as to mak onybody seek it . ” “ Nae mair is ...
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She would never do to be the wife of such a jealous Turk as I am ; so I believe I
must make her over to you , Willoughby . " * There is no perfection , my dear
Brooke , in this world , ” said Willoughby , " and we must just be contented to take
the ...
She would never do to be the wife of such a jealous Turk as I am ; so I believe I
must make her over to you , Willoughby . " * There is no perfection , my dear
Brooke , in this world , ” said Willoughby , " and we must just be contented to take
the ...
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Don't mind him , Catherine , ” said his lively wife ; you and I shall set out house -
hunting to - morrow morning . ” The evening passed delightfully . Never before
had Catherine met with society so suited to her taste . Here there were no
tempers ...
Don't mind him , Catherine , ” said his lively wife ; you and I shall set out house -
hunting to - morrow morning . ” The evening passed delightfully . Never before
had Catherine met with society so suited to her taste . Here there were no
tempers ...
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I dare say , ” replied his wife gaily , " she thinks better of you than you deserve . ” “
What a happy fellow you are , Sefton , " said Willoughby with a sigh , “ in having
such a wife . I almost begin to envy you . ” “ It would be a much wiser thing ...
I dare say , ” replied his wife gaily , " she thinks better of you than you deserve . ” “
What a happy fellow you are , Sefton , " said Willoughby with a sigh , “ in having
such a wife . I almost begin to envy you . ” “ It would be a much wiser thing ...
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It's but fair , I think , ” replied Sefton to their wives . ... to tell his wife that he had
given Catherine leave to take Clara with her , that lady , on hearing of her
abduction , flew into a violent firsting Pelham now , ked : the Lamles tomato in
Axud glad ...
It's but fair , I think , ” replied Sefton to their wives . ... to tell his wife that he had
given Catherine leave to take Clara with her , that lady , on hearing of her
abduction , flew into a violent firsting Pelham now , ked : the Lamles tomato in
Axud glad ...
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allow appear asked attention aunt Barton beautiful believe better bring called carriage Catherine certainly CHAPTER Charles Clara coming continued conversation cousin dare say dear don't door Ellinor entered exclaimed eyes fear feel follow gave girl give half hand happy head hear heard heart hope hour joined keep Lady Lennox ladyship late least leave look Major mamma matter mean ment mind Miss Dundas Miss Kennedy Miss Lennox morning never observing party passed play pray present pretty remain replied seated seemed seen Sefton Sir Pelham Sir Thomas soon speak Spencer stairs stand Street suppose sure taken tell thing thought tion told turned wait walk whole wife Willoughby window wish woman wonder young
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Página 162 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Página 74 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 10 - I LOVED thee once; I'll love no more, — Thine be the grief as is the blame; Thou art not what thou wast before, What reason I should be the same? He that can love unloved again, Hath better store of love than brain: God send me love my debts to pay, While unthrifts fool their love away!
Página 77 - How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away, o'er lawns and lakes, Goes answering light. Yet Love hath echoes truer far, And far more sweet, Than e'er beneath the moonlight's star, Of horn or lute, or soft guitar, The songs repeat. 'Tis when the sigh, in youth sincere, And only then, — The sigh that's breath'd for one to hear, Is by that one, that only dear, Breathed back again ! OH BANQUET NOT.
Página 252 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be...
Página 262 - Sweet kerchief, checked with heavenly blue, Which once my love sat knotting in ! — Alas! Matilda then was true! At least I thought so at the U — ,0 — niversity of Gottingen — — niversity of Gottingen.
Página 176 - Lose not time to contradict her, Nor endeavour to convict her. Never take it in your thought, That she'll own, or cure a fault. Into contradiction warm her, Then, perhaps, you may reform...
Página 27 - E'en now, how dearly do I feel there may ! But what of them ? they are not made for me — The hasty flashes of contending steel Must serve instead of glances from my love, And for soft breathing sighs the cannon's roar.
Página 170 - Oh, cease to weep ! this storm will yet decay, And the sad clouds of sorrow melt away : While through the rugged path of life we go, All mortals taste the bitter draught of woe.
Página 203 - I cannot talk with civet in the room, A fine puss gentleman that's all perfume ; The sight's enough — no need to smell a beau — Who thrusts his nose into a rareeshow?
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Busy-bodies: A Novel, Volumen1 Nineteenth Century Collections Online: European Literature, 1790-1840: The Corvey Collection The Busy-bodies: A Novel, M. Corbett |
| Autor | M. Corbett |
| Editor | Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1827 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 23 Mar 2006 |
| Largo | 1050 páginas |
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