Three Recruits and the Girls They Left Behind Them: A NovelHurst and Blackett, Publishers, 1880 |
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... seemed to be a blight on it . Old Lord Ellerbie had been twice married . Both his wives had died young and childless . Both had increased his estates . Do not from this imagine that there had been any foul play ; there had not . Yet ...
... seemed to be a blight on it . Old Lord Ellerbie had been twice married . Both his wives had died young and childless . Both had increased his estates . Do not from this imagine that there had been any foul play ; there had not . Yet ...
الصفحة 96
... seemed to be on an everlasting parade , wait- ing for the order to advance or retire . They were like an army presenting arms , always standing there at the royal salute , trim , solid , keeping their facings , and with the dust of a ...
... seemed to be on an everlasting parade , wait- ing for the order to advance or retire . They were like an army presenting arms , always standing there at the royal salute , trim , solid , keeping their facings , and with the dust of a ...
الصفحة 97
... seemed to inspire him , and it also loosened Mr. Pease's tongue . " You see , sir , since you take an interest in my opinions , I reckon you would just like to be knowing why I don't quite agree with his lordship being again his ...
... seemed to inspire him , and it also loosened Mr. Pease's tongue . " You see , sir , since you take an interest in my opinions , I reckon you would just like to be knowing why I don't quite agree with his lordship being again his ...
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... I've had that feeling on me of late as they say leads to being a drunkard . It seemed as if it were a comfort like to sit and smoke and drink , sitting on a bench by a roadside inn all day K 2 CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE . 131.
... I've had that feeling on me of late as they say leads to being a drunkard . It seemed as if it were a comfort like to sit and smoke and drink , sitting on a bench by a roadside inn all day K 2 CIRCUMSTANTIAL EVIDENCE . 131.
الصفحة 179
... seemed to be on the eve of realizing them , went straight down into the gutter , and for the mo- ment was a mere helpless thing , like a rudderless , water - logged ship at sea . N 2 CUPID'S RECRUITS . 179 looked at her, with his heart ...
... seemed to be on the eve of realizing them , went straight down into the gutter , and for the mo- ment was a mere helpless thing , like a rudderless , water - logged ship at sea . N 2 CUPID'S RECRUITS . 179 looked at her, with his heart ...
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Angel answered asked Bertram better Brackenbury Towers Brackenfield chair Chesterfield coach daughter Derbyshire door drink earl Ellerbie's exclaimed eyes face father feel gentleman George Wingfield ghost girl good-bye Grassmoor hand head hear heard heart highwayman honour hope horses innocent Jacob Marks Jessie Burns King's lawyer leave lips London looked Lord Ellerbie lordship market-place marry martial music Mary Kirk matter ment mill mill-owner Miller's Dale Miss Hardwick Miss Manners morning Nannie never night officer Oliver North pardon Pease Philip Scruton Phoebus pinch of snuff poor port wine pretty purse recruits regiment road robbery Septimus Dobbs sergeant sitting soldier Susan Hardwick talk tell Theophilus Short things thought tion Tom Bertram town trouble turned vicar voice walk wick William Rutland Hardwick wine wish woman young fellow
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الصفحة 187 - The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb : Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.
الصفحة 28 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up : it stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof : an image was before mine eyes ; there was silence, and I heard a voice...
الصفحة 157 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
الصفحة 237 - Beware of parting!" The true sadness is not in the pain of the parting, it is in the When and the How you are to meet again with the face about to vanish from your view! From the passionate farewell to the woman who has your heart in her keeping, to the cordial...
الصفحة 3 - LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM. OH ! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove ; When my dream of life, from morn till night, Was love, still love. New hope may bloom, And days may come, Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream : No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
الصفحة 105 - The noise subsided, and he was asked if he had anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon him.
الصفحة 115 - What is this world ? — Thy school, O Misery ! Our only lesson is to learn to suffer; And he, who knows not that, was born for nothing.
الصفحة 237 - From the passionate farewell to the woman who has your heart in her keeping, to the cordial good-by exchanged with pleasant companions at a watering-place, a country-house, or the close of a festive day's blithe and careless excursion, — a cord, stronger or weaker, is snapped asunder in every parting, and Time's busy fingers are not practised in resplicing broken ties. Meet again you may; will it be in the same way 1 — with the same sympathies 1 — with the same sentiments?
الصفحة 1 - O'er crackling ice, o'er gulfs profound, With nimble glide the skaters play ; O'er treacherous pleasure's flowery ground Thus lightly skim and haste away.
الصفحة 102 - Misfortune does not always wait on vice; nor is success the constant guest of virtue.