Nancy, Band 2Richard Bentley and son, 1873 - 280 Seiten |
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... hand upon the door , a hatted head looking in . his son - in - law , " Roger , " says father , in that laboriously amiable voice in which he always addresses sorry to interrupt you , but could you come here for a minute ? —will not keep ...
... hand upon the door , a hatted head looking in . his son - in - law , " Roger , " says father , in that laboriously amiable voice in which he always addresses sorry to interrupt you , but could you come here for a minute ? —will not keep ...
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... hands in his pockets , smoking a cigar , and talking to the captain . He cares no- thing for the heaving planks . The taste of the salt air gives him an appetite . An appetite I - 2 NANCY . 3 procession before my mind. No House- ...
... hands in his pockets , smoking a cigar , and talking to the captain . He cares no- thing for the heaving planks . The taste of the salt air gives him an appetite . An appetite I - 2 NANCY . 3 procession before my mind. No House- ...
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... hands into my lap . 66 People's ideas of pleasure differ , " I say , with trite snappishness . " Yes , " he answers a little sadly , “ no two people look at anything in quite the same way , do they ? -not even husband and wife . " " I ...
... hands into my lap . 66 People's ideas of pleasure differ , " I say , with trite snappishness . " Yes , " he answers a little sadly , “ no two people look at anything in quite the same way , do they ? -not even husband and wife . " " I ...
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... hands . " No , " he says , gently , " not quite that , as I explained to you before , that is im- possible ; but — do not be downcast -— some- thing nearly as good . I am going to leave you at home ! ” To leave me at home ! My first ...
... hands . " No , " he says , gently , " not quite that , as I explained to you before , that is im- possible ; but — do not be downcast -— some- thing nearly as good . I am going to leave you at home ! ” To leave me at home ! My first ...
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... hands . My attitude is the same as it was ten minutes ago , but oh ! how different are my feelings ! What bitter repentance , what acute self - contempt As I so sit , I feel an arm invade my soul . round my waist . " Nancy , " says Sir ...
... hands . My attitude is the same as it was ten minutes ago , but oh ! how different are my feelings ! What bitter repentance , what acute self - contempt As I so sit , I feel an arm invade my soul . round my waist . " Nancy , " says Sir ...
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66 Nancy accent Algy and Barbara Algy's answer better blue velvet boys Brat calceolarias cheeks Christmas church clasping cold colour coming cries dance dare say dark dear door doubt Dresden eyes face father feel fingers footman Frank friends glad gone gown hair half hands hastily head hear heard heart Hong Kong Huntley hurry impa innu lady laugh leaning leave light look mind minutes mob-cap Musgrave never Never you mind nose pain passionately pause perhaps quick quickly reach recollect repeat reply rococo round says Algy says Bobby sea-sickness sighing silence Sir Roger slowly smile speaking stand sudden suppose sure surprise talk tears tell Tempest thing thought thrushes tion to-day to-morrow told tone Tou Tou trying turning Vick voice walk West Indies wife wish woman words Zéphine Zwinger
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Seite 132 - T is summer in yon heaven, Where, teachers, ye shall know, While time shall last, the blessedness Wrought by your love below. 679. 8 & 7s. M. HOHNE. Autumn Warnings. 1 SEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and withered, to the ground ; Thus to thoughtless mortals calling , In a sad and solemn sound...
Seite 58 - Have you marked but the fall of the snow, Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver, Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier ? Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white ! O so soft ! O so sweet is she ! n.
Seite 58 - Have you mark'd but the fall o' the snow Before the soil hath smutch'd it? Have you felt the wool of beaver, Or swan's down ever? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier. Or the nard in the fire? Or have tasted the bag of the bee? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
Seite 245 - Is my knight come ? O the lord, my band ! Sister, do my cheeks look well ? Give me a little box o' the ear, that I may seem to blush. Now, now! so, there, there! here he is ! O my dearest delight ! Lord, lord ! and how does my knight ? Touchstone.
Seite 179 - I am like the man who said that he knew two tunes, one was " God Save the Queen,
Seite 106 - I say, looking him full in the face, with simple directness. " Asked her ! " repeats he, with an accent of profound astonishment. " Asked the woman whether she had been engaged to him, and jilted him ? Impossible ! " " No ! no ! " cry I, with tremulous impatience, "of course not; but I asked her whether she used not to know him in India, and she said, 'Yes, we met several times...