The Juvenile Mentor; Or, Select Readings ...Picket, 1825 - Всего страниц: 262 |
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... heart in tears . However , her father , with some difficulty , brought pretty Cherry to itself again . 21. Her father , the next day ordered Cherry to be made a , present to a young gentleman in the neighbourhood , who , he said , would ...
... heart in tears . However , her father , with some difficulty , brought pretty Cherry to itself again . 21. Her father , the next day ordered Cherry to be made a , present to a young gentleman in the neighbourhood , who , he said , would ...
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... heart was so full , that she could not uller a syllable . Cherry and Amelia were again good friends , and for some time it wanted for nothing . 25. Not long afterwards , her father and mother were obliged to go a little way into the ...
... heart was so full , that she could not uller a syllable . Cherry and Amelia were again good friends , and for some time it wanted for nothing . 25. Not long afterwards , her father and mother were obliged to go a little way into the ...
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... heart of Ma- tilda , but they had no manner of effect on the hardhearted farmer . 4. As soon as he came opposite the place where little Ma- tilda was sitting , he threw down before her a lamb , which he was carrying , saying , " There ...
... heart of Ma- tilda , but they had no manner of effect on the hardhearted farmer . 4. As soon as he came opposite the place where little Ma- tilda was sitting , he threw down before her a lamb , which he was carrying , saying , " There ...
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... heart . 8. This success encouraged her to proceed ; she crumbled some of her bread into her pan , and taking it up in her fin- gers , she , with no small difficulty , forced it between its teeth , which were very firmly closed together ...
... heart . 8. This success encouraged her to proceed ; she crumbled some of her bread into her pan , and taking it up in her fin- gers , she , with no small difficulty , forced it between its teeth , which were very firmly closed together ...
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Albert Picket. all around them , completely quieted and composed the troubled heart of the disappointed little boy . 8. " Do you not observe , said his father , how agreeable is the change of every thing before you ? You cannot have yet ...
Albert Picket. all around them , completely quieted and composed the troubled heart of the disappointed little boy . 8. " Do you not observe , said his father , how agreeable is the change of every thing before you ? You cannot have yet ...
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Стр. 87 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Стр. 255 - I'll leave you till night: you are welcome to Elsinore. Ros. Good my lord ! [Exeunt Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Ham. Ay, so, God be wi' you : — Now I am alone. O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I ! Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Стр. 252 - Seems, madam ! nay, it is ; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black...
Стр. 249 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that...
Стр. 191 - Gladness grew in me upon the discovery of so delightful a scene. I •wished for the wings of an eagle, that I might fly away to those happy seats ; but the Genius told me there was no passage to them, except through the gates of death that I saw opening every moment upon the bridge. "The islands...
Стр. 247 - The seasons' difference, as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which, when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, 'This is no flattery: these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
Стр. 247 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.
Стр. 249 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour ! Enough ; no more : 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Стр. 248 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Стр. 249 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rides he the whilst? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...