Comin' Thro' the Rye: A NovelD. Appleton & Company, 1876 - 251 pàgines |
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Pàgina 54
... Paul Pry must come , of course , and the raven and the canaries , and Pepper , the tail - less . Dorley , must take care of the rabbits ; and as to the fowls , they have lately misbehaved themselves so perseveringly that it would cause ...
... Paul Pry must come , of course , and the raven and the canaries , and Pepper , the tail - less . Dorley , must take care of the rabbits ; and as to the fowls , they have lately misbehaved themselves so perseveringly that it would cause ...
Pàgina 126
... Paul Vasher's face convulsed by love , hate , scorn , longing , loathing which is it of all these feelings that possesses and shakes him ? I look at the girl , she is riding slowly by ; she has not lifted her head or moved one hair's ...
... Paul Vasher's face convulsed by love , hate , scorn , longing , loathing which is it of all these feelings that possesses and shakes him ? I look at the girl , she is riding slowly by ; she has not lifted her head or moved one hair's ...
Pàgina 127
... Paul brings her in , and lays her down in the big arm - chair , in which I found him sitting a few hours ago . I do not think she has fainted , but her eyes are shut , and she makes neither sigh nor moan , nor does she stir hand or foot ...
... Paul brings her in , and lays her down in the big arm - chair , in which I found him sitting a few hours ago . I do not think she has fainted , but her eyes are shut , and she makes neither sigh nor moan , nor does she stir hand or foot ...
Pàgina 128
... Paul Vasher your nephew ? " 66 " You know him ? " exclaims Mr. Frere . My dear boy , why did you not tell me so ? " " We have met before , " she says , looking at Paul ; " that is all . ” " I beg your pardon , " says Paul , coming ...
... Paul Vasher your nephew ? " 66 " You know him ? " exclaims Mr. Frere . My dear boy , why did you not tell me so ? " " We have met before , " she says , looking at Paul ; " that is all . ” " I beg your pardon , " says Paul , coming ...
Pàgina 129
... Paul ? " continued Mr. Frere ; " how very odd ! I suppose you did not know he was in this part of the world ? " " I thought he was in Scotland . " " You said you were going to Scarbro ' , " says Paul , " you changed your mind ? " " Yes ...
... Paul ? " continued Mr. Frere ; " how very odd ! I suppose you did not know he was in this part of the world ? " " I thought he was in Scotland . " " You said you were going to Scarbro ' , " says Paul , " you changed your mind ? " " Yes ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 50 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; and happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn; Happiest of all, is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Pàgina 444 - O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
Pàgina 475 - Out, alas! she's cold; Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated. Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Pàgina 229 - ... from the North and from the South, from the East and from the West, all anxious to join as members of one nation for the good of our country.
Pàgina 393 - O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven ! Keep me in temper ; I would not be mad ! — Enter Gentleman.
Pàgina 151 - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Pàgina 428 - Against thy mother aught; leave her to heaven, And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her.
Pàgina 3 - ... of reading the new works before they came out. In fine, I have never neglected any opportunity of improving my mind ; and the worst that can be...
Pàgina 284 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Pàgina 103 - tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners ; so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.