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... thought as little of the events of its successor , as Sterne , during their concoction , dreamed of * I have been charged by the Edinburgh Review with extravagance . The extravagance was intentional . My object was to blend the na ...
... thought as little of the events of its successor , as Sterne , during their concoction , dreamed of * I have been charged by the Edinburgh Review with extravagance . The extravagance was intentional . My object was to blend the na ...
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... thought of such a scene ! The fern is crushed beneath our feet ; the rooks are cawing overhead ; the lordly stag gazes proudly at us from yon steep acclivity ; that umbrageous thicket invites us to its shade . - But alas ! I am rambling ...
... thought of such a scene ! The fern is crushed beneath our feet ; the rooks are cawing overhead ; the lordly stag gazes proudly at us from yon steep acclivity ; that umbrageous thicket invites us to its shade . - But alas ! I am rambling ...
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... thoughts ; sees with their eyes ; speaks with their tongues . His strains are such as he himself ( per se ) would not haps , could not have originated . In this light , he may be said to bring to his subject not one mind , but several ...
... thoughts ; sees with their eyes ; speaks with their tongues . His strains are such as he himself ( per se ) would not haps , could not have originated . In this light , he may be said to bring to his subject not one mind , but several ...
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... thought , will be the means of retaking him . ' On June 24. We hear that D. Malden concealed himself in the common sewer till Monday night , after all the search made for him ; when he got out he tore his waiscoat in pieces and tied it ...
... thought , will be the means of retaking him . ' On June 24. We hear that D. Malden concealed himself in the common sewer till Monday night , after all the search made for him ; when he got out he tore his waiscoat in pieces and tied it ...
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... thought you said , even now , that this death - omen , if such it be , was always confined to the immediate family of Rookwood , and not to mere inmates of the mansion . " " To the heads only of that house , be they male or female ...
... thought you said , even now , that this death - omen , if such it be , was always confined to the immediate family of Rookwood , and not to mere inmates of the mansion . " " To the heads only of that house , be they male or female ...
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Alan Rookwood amongst answered appearance asked Barbara beauty behold Black Bess blood brother canting crew Carrion Crow Checkley coffin countenance cried Luke curse dark Davenham dead devil Dick Turpin door ears echoed Eleanor Mowbray exclaimed eyes father fear followed gazed gentleman gibbet gipsy glance ground hall hand Handassah hath head hear heard heart highwayman honour horse instant Jack Palmer Jerry knight of Malta Lady Rookwood ladyship laugh look Luke Bradley Luke's Major Mowbray mare mother never night once Paterson patrico Peter Bradley pistol priest Ranulph Rookwood Rapparees REDMOND O'HANLON replied Coates replied Luke replied Ranulph returned road Rook rushed scarcely sexton shouted silence Sir Luke Rookwood Sir Piers's Sir Ranulph Sir Reginald smile song soul steed stood stream Sybil tell thee thing thou thought Titus Toft Tom King tone tree Tyrconnel vault voice whisper word Zoroaster
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Strona 150 - have a snap at you, at all hazards," cried Coates, springing suddenly towards him. " And I at you," said Turpin, discharging his pistol right in the face of the rash attorney — " there's a quittance in full." BOOK III. THE GIPSY. Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear, From my hour
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Strona 324 - the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 233 - Well, go thy ways, old Nick Machiavel, there will never be the peer of thee for wholesome policy and good counsel: thou took'st pains to chalk men out the dark paths and hidden plots of murther and deceit, and no man has the grace to follow
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Strona 323 - on right and left, how fast, Each forest, grove, and bower; On right and left, fled past, how fast, Each city, town, and tower. CHAPTER XXXIX. BLACK
Strona 324 - cheval volant, the Pegasus qui a les narines defeu ! When I bestride him I soar. I am a hawk : the earth sings when he touches it: the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes.
Strona 305 - prompt to charge or caress, Now is she not beautiful ? — bonny Black Bess ! V. Over highway and byeway, in rough and smooth weather, Some thousands of miles have we journeyed together; Our couch the same straw, and our meal the same mess, No couple more constant than I and Black Bess!
Strona 84 - husband Now he owes nature nothing. Man. And look upon this creature as his wife. Is dead. Vit. Cor. Oh, he's a happy husband ! She comes not like a widow — she comes armed With scorn and impudence. Is this a mourning habit