The Gong: Or, Reminiscences of IndiaJ. Hogg, 1852 - 245 |
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... hand . " No ; he falls back into the embraces of that inviting easy - chair , that expands its hoary antique arms to re- ceive him , exclaiming , " How sweet - how passing sweet is solitude ! " To the lover of retirement - to the man ...
... hand . " No ; he falls back into the embraces of that inviting easy - chair , that expands its hoary antique arms to re- ceive him , exclaiming , " How sweet - how passing sweet is solitude ! " To the lover of retirement - to the man ...
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... hand . " No ; he falls back into the embraces of that inviting easy - chair , that expands its hoary antique arms to re- ceive him , exclaiming , " How sweet - how passing sweet is solitude ! " To the lover of retirement - to the man ...
... hand . " No ; he falls back into the embraces of that inviting easy - chair , that expands its hoary antique arms to re- ceive him , exclaiming , " How sweet - how passing sweet is solitude ! " To the lover of retirement - to the man ...
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... hand of the before - men- tioned passage , lay Gregory's parlour and bedroom , and on the left was a kitchen and a bedroom occupied · by his only inmate , a venerable matron of the name of Tibby , who had kept him when a child , and who ...
... hand of the before - men- tioned passage , lay Gregory's parlour and bedroom , and on the left was a kitchen and a bedroom occupied · by his only inmate , a venerable matron of the name of Tibby , who had kept him when a child , and who ...
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... hands of two casts of Indian jogees ; and , as Gregory wished no mystery to be connected with his retirement , he informed her , that whenever he wished to call up the scenes of his exile he had only to have recourse to a few tolls of ...
... hands of two casts of Indian jogees ; and , as Gregory wished no mystery to be connected with his retirement , he informed her , that whenever he wished to call up the scenes of his exile he had only to have recourse to a few tolls of ...
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... hands , pointing always absurdly to ten minutes past three , addressed it , in the words of the poet to the statue of Niobe- " For ever silent , and for ever sad . " This was one of the few things in which Tibby's taste did not agree ...
... hands , pointing always absurdly to ten minutes past three , addressed it , in the words of the poet to the statue of Niobe- " For ever silent , and for ever sad . " This was one of the few things in which Tibby's taste did not agree ...
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amid Archie arms arrived bairn Baraset beautiful beheld Bengal breakfast British bungalow cadets Calcutta called Captain Roy charms chillums colonel command corps cottage dear Delhi delighted desert entered exclaimed eyes Fairy Castle fear felt fire frae Frolick front gaze gemmen gentleman Gipsy Glen gong gory Gregory Gregory's hall hand heart Hindoo honour hookah hope hour Hyder Ali India Jerry Jerry Jenkins Julia lady Lake of Killarney land leave Loch Lomond looked M'Allan M'Cutlets magnificent Mahomed Deen major matchlocks ment military military tactics mind morning Mortimer native never night noble officer palace palanquins Patna plain regiment retired ringdoves royal salaam scene Scotland seat seen Sepoys servants Shaghur Shaw ship shout silence smile soon specta stood stream tent throne Tibby Tippoo took tropic voyage wandering wish young youthful Zubber Khan
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