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... heard them ascend- ing the creaking stairs - all was still . " Fool that I am ! " said the traveller , seriously , to him- self ; " will nothing teach me that I am no longer a stu- dent at Gottingen , or cure me of these pedestrian ad ...
... heard them ascend- ing the creaking stairs - all was still . " Fool that I am ! " said the traveller , seriously , to him- self ; " will nothing teach me that I am no longer a stu- dent at Gottingen , or cure me of these pedestrian ad ...
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... heard above in the conversation of the father and child , had died away . The stillness at once encouraged and warned him . He stole to the front door , softly undid the bolt , and found the door locked and the key missing . He had not ...
... heard above in the conversation of the father and child , had died away . The stillness at once encouraged and warned him . He stole to the front door , softly undid the bolt , and found the door locked and the key missing . He had not ...
Strona 21
... heard the steps upon the stairs . His situation began to prey upon his nerves ; it irritated them ; it became intolerable . It was not now fear that he experienced , it was the overwrought sense of mor- tal enmity ; the consciousness ...
... heard the steps upon the stairs . His situation began to prey upon his nerves ; it irritated them ; it became intolerable . It was not now fear that he experienced , it was the overwrought sense of mor- tal enmity ; the consciousness ...
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... heard a low cry . He turned , and beheld in the wayfarer his preserver of the previous night . " Heavens ! is it indeed you ? Can I believe my eyes ? " " I was coming to seek you , sir , " said the girl , faintly . " I too have escaped ...
... heard a low cry . He turned , and beheld in the wayfarer his preserver of the previous night . " Heavens ! is it indeed you ? Can I believe my eyes ? " " I was coming to seek you , sir , " said the girl , faintly . " I too have escaped ...
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... heard him go down the stairs : he stopped there for some time , and I watched him from above . The place where he was opened to the field by the back way . After some time I heard a voice whisper him : I knew the voice , and then they ...
... heard him go down the stairs : he stopped there for some time , and I watched him from above . The place where he was opened to the field by the back way . After some time I heard a voice whisper him : I knew the voice , and then they ...
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Strona 109 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Strona 117 - When coarser souls are wrapt in sleep, — Sweet spirit, meet me then. There is an hour when holy dreams, Through slumber, fairest glide ; And in that mystic hour it seems Thou shouldst be by my...
Strona 122 - Alas! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade And strictly meditate the thankless Muse ? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Strona 86 - gan the Palmer thus — ' Most wretched man That to affections dost the bridle lend: In their beginning they are weak and wan, But soon, through suffrance, growe to fearfull end ; While they are weak, betimes with them contend.
Strona 71 - I see you read, Maltravers," said Ferrers, carelessly turning over the volumes on the table ; " all very right : we should begin life with books ; they multiply the sources of employment ; so does capital ; but capital is of no use unless we live on the interest — books are waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought.
Strona 62 - But he went first to Oxford." " Humph ! What a fine young man he is ! " " Not so tall as Ernest , but — " " A handsomer face," said Cleveland. " He is a son to be proud of in one way, as I hope Ernest will be in another. Will you show me your new hunter?
Strona 145 - I, alas ! Have lived but on this earth a few sad years ; And so my lot was ordered that a father First turned the moments of awakening life To drops each poisoning youth's sweet hope...
Strona 135 - It cannot be too deeply impressed on the mind, that application is the price to be paid for mental acquisitions, and that it is as absurd to expect them without it, as to hope for a harvest where we have not sown the seed.
Strona 122 - People talk about thinking — but for my part I never think, except when I sit down to write. " I believe this is not a very common case, for people who don't write think as well as people who do, but connected , severe , well-developed thought , in contradistinction to vague meditation , must be connected with some tangible plan or object; and therefore we must be either...
Strona 195 - The public buildings are few, and for the most part, mean ; the monuments of antiquity, not comparable to those which the pettiest town in Italy can boast of; the palaces are sad rubbish; the houses of our peers and princes are shabby and shapeless heaps of brick. But what of all this ? the spirit of London is in her thoroughfares — her population ! What wealth — what cleanliness — what order — what animation ! How majestic, and yet how vivid, is the life that runs through her myriad veins...
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