John Halifax, GentlemanHarper & Brothers, publishers, Franklin Square., 1859 - 499 էջ |
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... talked , returned more pain- fully than ever . I reproached myself for having , under the influence of his merry talk , temporarily forgotten it . " Ah ! " I cried eagerly , when we left the shade of the abbey trees , and crossed the ...
... talked , returned more pain- fully than ever . I reproached myself for having , under the influence of his merry talk , temporarily forgotten it . " Ah ! " I cried eagerly , when we left the shade of the abbey trees , and crossed the ...
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... talking with thee . Come in to dinner , Phineas . - I say , " turning back to John Halifax with a sudden thought , " art thee hungry ? " " Very hungry . " Nature gave way at last , and great tears came into the poor lad's eyes ...
... talking with thee . Come in to dinner , Phineas . - I say , " turning back to John Halifax with a sudden thought , " art thee hungry ? " " Very hungry . " Nature gave way at last , and great tears came into the poor lad's eyes ...
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... talking . " Phineas ! " . -a second and more determined attack- " too much laughing bean't good for thee ; and it's time this lad were going about his own business . " " Hush ! -nonsense , Jael . " " No - she's right , " said John ...
... talking . " Phineas ! " . -a second and more determined attack- " too much laughing bean't good for thee ; and it's time this lad were going about his own business . " " Hush ! -nonsense , Jael . " " No - she's right , " said John ...
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... master " —what would Jael say if she ound me , Phineas Fletcher , talking in front of my father's respectable mansion with the vagabond lad who drove my father's cart of skins ? But I braved her , and opened the door . JOHN HALIFAX . 29.
... master " —what would Jael say if she ound me , Phineas Fletcher , talking in front of my father's respectable mansion with the vagabond lad who drove my father's cart of skins ? But I braved her , and opened the door . JOHN HALIFAX . 29.
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... talking - and Jael , who always ate her dinner at the same time and table as our- selves , but " below the salt , " had ceased nodding a respectful running comment on all he said " Father ? " " Well , my son . " " I should like to go ...
... talking - and Jael , who always ate her dinner at the same time and table as our- selves , but " below the salt , " had ceased nodding a respectful running comment on all he said " Father ? " " Well , my son . " " I should like to go ...
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Abel Fletcher answered asked Beechwood better Brithwood child Cloth daughter dear door Edwin Enderley eyes face fancy father feel gentleman gone Guy's Half Calf hand happy hear heard heart honor husband Jael Jessop John Halifax JOHN S. C. ABBOTT John's Kingswell knew Lady Caroline laughed listened little Muriel live Longfield looked Lord Luxmore Lord Ravenel marriage Mary Baines Maud mill mind minute Miss March Miss Silver morning mother Muriel never night Norton Bury Oldtower once pain parlor perhaps Phineas Fletcher poor quiet rose round seemed silence Sir Ralph smile spoke stood sure talking tan-yard tell thank thee things THOMAS CARLYLE thought told took turned Uncle Phineas Ursula voice walk watching wife wish woman wonder word young
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Էջ 106 - His certain life, that never can deceive him, Is full of thousand sweets, and rich content : The smooth-leaved beeches in the field receive him With coolest shades, till...
Էջ 95 - Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, pray for them that despitefully use you.
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Էջ 105 - Thrice, oh! thrice happy, shepherd's life and state! When courts are happiness, unhappy pawns! His cottage low and safely humble gate Shuts out proud Fortune, with her scorns and fawns. No feared treason breaks his quiet sleep ; Singing all day, his flocks he learns to keep, Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep. No Serian worms he knows, that with their thread Draw out their silken lives — nor silken pride: His lambs...