The Hibernian Magazine. ..., Wydania 1-6John F. Fowler, 3 Crow Street., 1864 |
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... door , locked it , and put the key in her pocket . But when she turned round and confronted the justly - offended clergyman , he saw by the death - like paleness of her face how much the daring act had cost her . " If you saw her a ...
... door , locked it , and put the key in her pocket . But when she turned round and confronted the justly - offended clergyman , he saw by the death - like paleness of her face how much the daring act had cost her . " If you saw her a ...
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... door . He paused for a moment , and struck his hand violently against his forehead . " Give me back three pounds o ' the money " , said he , " and say you'll lave ' em the couple uv stacks uv oats to get over the winther , an ' I ' ll ...
... door . He paused for a moment , and struck his hand violently against his forehead . " Give me back three pounds o ' the money " , said he , " and say you'll lave ' em the couple uv stacks uv oats to get over the winther , an ' I ' ll ...
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... door opened , and he answered " No " . Miss Evans turned quickly towards the door , and the tearful eyes of Fanny O'Cor- man met her's . At that moment it was announced that the carriage was ready , and Miss Evans was hastily leaving ...
... door opened , and he answered " No " . Miss Evans turned quickly towards the door , and the tearful eyes of Fanny O'Cor- man met her's . At that moment it was announced that the carriage was ready , and Miss Evans was hastily leaving ...
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... door of the diligence and exa- mined my passport . We passed slowly over to the other side of the river , when two Spanish gendarmes looked at it again , and having ascertained it was all right , allowed us to proceed . We did not go ...
... door of the diligence and exa- mined my passport . We passed slowly over to the other side of the river , when two Spanish gendarmes looked at it again , and having ascertained it was all right , allowed us to proceed . We did not go ...
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... door one autumn night , Who should I see in the ivy there But the delicate shape of a friendly Sprite , Who , laughing mellowly , hopped anear , And said , as she gently pulled my ear , " What ! dreaming still on griefs and wrongs ...
... door one autumn night , Who should I see in the ivy there But the delicate shape of a friendly Sprite , Who , laughing mellowly , hopped anear , And said , as she gently pulled my ear , " What ! dreaming still on griefs and wrongs ...
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Strona 252 - The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels And on a sudden, lo! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon.
Strona 169 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board : no helmsman steers : I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail : With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail.
Strona 23 - Look yonder,— that hale, well-looking puppy! You ungrateful scoundrel, did not I pity you, take you out of a great man's service, and show you the pleasure of receiving wages? Did not I (five you ten, then fifteen, and twenty shillings a week to be sorrowful? —and the more I give you. I think the gladder you are I " *"From my own Apartment, TVoc.
Strona 47 - The staircase of Brick Court is said to have been filled with mourners, the reverse of domestic ; women without a home, without domesticity of any kind, with no friend but him they had come to weep for ; outcasts of that great, solitary, wicked city, to whom he had never forgotten to be kind and charitable.