Friends and Fortune: A Moral TaleD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 240 páginas |
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... Mary coming to call , and he is in his old coat , and Mary has her parish basket on her arm , mamma ! " " Oh FRIENDS AND FORTUNE . 19.
... Mary coming to call , and he is in his old coat , and Mary has her parish basket on her arm , mamma ! " " Oh FRIENDS AND FORTUNE . 19.
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... Mary , who will say the same thing , but with a better grace . " A very sweet - looking girl entered as he spoke , who blushed slightly at the sight of Nelson , but greeted both him and Alfred with unaffected cordiality ; kissed the ...
... Mary , who will say the same thing , but with a better grace . " A very sweet - looking girl entered as he spoke , who blushed slightly at the sight of Nelson , but greeted both him and Alfred with unaffected cordiality ; kissed the ...
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... Mary Leyden , the Vicar's only daughter , was one of those gracious womanly beings that are difficult to describe , from possessing no one prominent characteristic , nor aspiring to any ; but whose presence is felt wherever they move ...
... Mary Leyden , the Vicar's only daughter , was one of those gracious womanly beings that are difficult to describe , from possessing no one prominent characteristic , nor aspiring to any ; but whose presence is felt wherever they move ...
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... Mary and I will walk back to the Grange with them , and pay our respects to Miss Arma- dale . " With this arrangement every body was satisfied , and Margaret , Alfred , and Nelson , were soon seated round their host's simple table ...
... Mary and I will walk back to the Grange with them , and pay our respects to Miss Arma- dale . " With this arrangement every body was satisfied , and Margaret , Alfred , and Nelson , were soon seated round their host's simple table ...
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... Mary , will you begin , or shall I ? " " Oh , you , by all means , papa , " said Miss Leyden , coloring , " you must recite for both , for you know my bad memory . " " " Nonsense , child : you never yet forgot any thing I wished you to ...
... Mary , will you begin , or shall I ? " " Oh , you , by all means , papa , " said Miss Leyden , coloring , " you must recite for both , for you know my bad memory . " " " Nonsense , child : you never yet forgot any thing I wished you to ...
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Página 39 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Página 40 - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Página 39 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..