Lady BranksmereSmith, Elder, & Company, 1887 - 348 Seiten |
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Amyot Angelica answer asks believe Bellew beneath Billy Branksmere's breath calm Captain Staines chair charming cold coldly comes cries curtsey Curzon dark dear declares Dick door exclaims eyes face fear feel fingers flowers gazing girl give glance goes Goldie gone gown growing Halkett hand head hear heart hope hour husband Irish terrier Lady Anne Lady Branks Lady Primrose laugh laugh breaks leaning lifts lips lisps looks Lord Branksmere Lord Primrose Madame von Thirsk Margery's marriage married mean Miss Daryl Miss Mumm murmurs never night once pale passion Paulyn pauses perhaps Peter poor pretty returns round says Margery says Muriel seems Shorebank sigh silence Sir Mutius slowly smile soul speak strange suddenly sure sweet tell thing thought to-night Tommy tone touch turns voice Vyner whispers wife Wilhelmina window woman word
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Seite 286 - Sleepless! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep! by any stealth: So do not let me wear...
Seite 85 - O Hamlet, speak no more : Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul ; And there I see such black and grained spots As will not leave their tinct.
Seite 60 - Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Seite 90 - My head besprent with hoary frost I find, And by mine eye the crow his claw doth write : Delight is laid abed; and pleasure past; No sun now shines; clouds have all overcast.
Seite 10 - Then why should we quarrel for riches, Or any such glittering toys ? A light heart and thin pair of breeches Will go through the world, my brave boys!
Seite 253 - And set me up for his mark: his archers compass me round about. He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare ; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Seite 171 - My Lord St. Albans said that nature did never put her precious jewels into a garret four stories high, and therefore that exceeding tall men had ever very EMPTY heads.
Seite 15 - When you come into any fresh company, 1, Observe their humours. 2, Suit your own carriage thereto, by which insinuation you will make their converse more free and open. 3, Let your...
Seite 300 - Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.
Seite 31 - Dum. O thou hast set my busy brain at work, And now she musters up a train of images, Which, to preserve my peace, I had cast aside, And sunk in deep oblivion — Oh, that form ! That angel face on which my dotage hung ! How...