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Strona 41
... turn of a wrist , and , without exception , the most irresistible pair of eyes he had ever met with . ” " The marshal , " quoth John , " must be admitted to be an excellent judge ; he is allowed to be the first homme - d'epeé in all ...
... turn of a wrist , and , without exception , the most irresistible pair of eyes he had ever met with . ” " The marshal , " quoth John , " must be admitted to be an excellent judge ; he is allowed to be the first homme - d'epeé in all ...
Strona 46
... turning toward our own person , repeated sonorously from Aristophanes- Νυν ' σον ἔργον ἐς ' , ἐπειδη Την ςολην είληφες , ήνπερ Ειχες εξ αρχης - παλιν Ανανεάζειν σαυτον αίει , 1819. ] THE ROLL - CALL . Και βλεπειν αὖθις 46 [ Sept ...
... turning toward our own person , repeated sonorously from Aristophanes- Νυν ' σον ἔργον ἐς ' , ἐπειδη Την ςολην είληφες , ήνπερ Ειχες εξ αρχης - παλιν Ανανεάζειν σαυτον αίει , 1819. ] THE ROLL - CALL . Και βλεπειν αὖθις 46 [ Sept ...
Strona 49
... turn to be spokesman - you know the article goes round the opposite way from the bottle . " Then turning to the chair , - " Mr . Editor , " continued the Senior , " we've got a new Number of the Edinburgh Review since you left us , and ...
... turn to be spokesman - you know the article goes round the opposite way from the bottle . " Then turning to the chair , - " Mr . Editor , " continued the Senior , " we've got a new Number of the Edinburgh Review since you left us , and ...
Strona 50
... turning over the leaves , he came upon something about himself , - " Peste ! " cried he , " Ce petit Jeffré pourquoi fait - il toujours de telles sottises sur mon sujet ? Je hais ce Nain envieux - Il n'entend rien sur les grandes choses ...
... turning over the leaves , he came upon something about himself , - " Peste ! " cried he , " Ce petit Jeffré pourquoi fait - il toujours de telles sottises sur mon sujet ? Je hais ce Nain envieux - Il n'entend rien sur les grandes choses ...
Strona 53
... turn will come next , and all odds will be even . At the close of the day , when the pot - house is full , And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove , When nought in the tap - room is heard but a bull , And ' arrah , be easy ...
... turn will come next , and all odds will be even . At the close of the day , when the pot - house is full , And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove , When nought in the tap - room is heard but a bull , And ' arrah , be easy ...
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