The Secret Passion, Volumen1H. Colburn, 1844 |
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... . " A murrain on thee , wench ! " cried her laugh- ing husband . " In seeking for the slipper , thou must needs be a slipper thyself . Where were thine eyes to lead thee so far from the object 12 THE SECRET PASSION .
... . " A murrain on thee , wench ! " cried her laugh- ing husband . " In seeking for the slipper , thou must needs be a slipper thyself . Where were thine eyes to lead thee so far from the object 12 THE SECRET PASSION .
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... cried Joan , somewhat scant of breath , and looking in a huge perplexity . " It hath been said there are few quicker at this pastime than am I , and yet have I been toiling to no profit this half hour THE SECRET PASSION . 13.
... cried Joan , somewhat scant of breath , and looking in a huge perplexity . " It hath been said there are few quicker at this pastime than am I , and yet have I been toiling to no profit this half hour THE SECRET PASSION . 13.
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... cried Joan , cunningly taking a sharp scrutiny of the circle around her . " They require no such horrible painstaking to get a hold of Heaven be thanked ! Had I thought my Tom had been so difficult of possessing , I would as soon have ...
... cried Joan , cunningly taking a sharp scrutiny of the circle around her . " They require no such horrible painstaking to get a hold of Heaven be thanked ! Had I thought my Tom had been so difficult of possessing , I would as soon have ...
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... simple as Ragged Launce , cried more lustily than ever : yet was his fright so ludicrous it was clean impossible for any to care about releasing him from his unpleasant position : and the merry knave THE SECRET PASSION . 19.
... simple as Ragged Launce , cried more lustily than ever : yet was his fright so ludicrous it was clean impossible for any to care about releasing him from his unpleasant position : and the merry knave THE SECRET PASSION . 19.
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... cried Tom Hart to his guests , merrily . " I trust there be no danger of hats serving so many . ” 66 ness . Nay , Tom , that would suit us but ill , I pro- mise you , " answered his ready helpmate , as she was assisting to get the ...
... cried Tom Hart to his guests , merrily . " I trust there be no danger of hats serving so many . ” 66 ness . Nay , Tom , that would suit us but ill , I pro- mise you , " answered his ready helpmate , as she was assisting to get the ...
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Página 156 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my State with kings.
Página 205 - twould undo him Should he go still so drest. At Course-a-park, without all doubt, He should have first been taken out By all the maids i' th' town: Though lusty Roger there had been, Or little George upon the green, Or Vincent of the Crown. But wot you what? The youth was going To make an end of all his wooing; The parson for him...
Página 191 - A prayer-book now shall be my looking-glass, In which I will adore sweet virtue's face. Here dwell no hateful looks, no palace cares, No broken vows dwell here, nor pale-faced fears...
Página 191 - Wilt see a man all his own wealth, His own music, his own health ; A man whose sober soul can tell How to wear her garments well, — Her garments that upon her sit As garments should do, close and fit ; A...
Página 182 - Who delights i' th' public view. Such is her beauty as no arts Have enriched with borrowed grace; Her high birth no pride imparts, For she blushes in her place. Folly boasts a glorious blood, She is noblest being good. Cautious, she knew never yet What a wanton courtship meant; Nor speaks loud to boast her wit, In her silence eloquent: Of herself survey she takes But 'tween men no difference makes. She obeys with speedy will Her grave parents...
Página 22 - Who, like mills set the right way for to grind, Can make their gains alike with every wind. Only some fellows with the subtlest pate Amongst us, may perchance equivocate At selling of a horse, and that's the most. Methinks the little wit I had is lost Since I saw you; for wit is like a rest Held up at tennis, which men do the best With the best gamesters.
Página 234 - That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone ; regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise, Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Página 85 - On earth; vain man, thou dot'st; vain .earth, thou ly'st. What mean dull souls, in this high measure, To haberdash In earth's base wares, whose greatest treasure Is dross and trash? The height of whose enchanting pleasure Is but a flash? Are these the goods that thou supply'st Us mortals with?
Página 87 - Life or death, felicity or a lasting sorrow, are in the power of marriage. A woman indeed ventures most, for she hath no sanctuary to retire to from an evil husband ; she must dwell upon her sorrow...