Doveton; or, The man of many impulses, by the author of 'Jerningham'. |
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... expression . He was one of the biggest boys I had seen , and I took him for a junior usher . " Doveton ! " " Yes , Sir , " said I. " Don't call me Sir , " returned the boy . " We are all on an equality here - all school - fellows ...
... expression . He was one of the biggest boys I had seen , and I took him for a junior usher . " Doveton ! " " Yes , Sir , " said I. " Don't call me Sir , " returned the boy . " We are all on an equality here - all school - fellows ...
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... expression to play upon the features of either the parent or the child ; indeed so transitory was the likeness , that none but a steady watcher could trace it , for it was gone almost as soon as it was engendered , like a tint upon a ...
... expression to play upon the features of either the parent or the child ; indeed so transitory was the likeness , that none but a steady watcher could trace it , for it was gone almost as soon as it was engendered , like a tint upon a ...
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... expressions are called forci- ble ; if a look could kill , I should have fallen at that moment a corpse at my mother's feet . But as looks are very harmless weapons , I had no diffi- culty in retaining my perpendicular , though my ...
... expressions are called forci- ble ; if a look could kill , I should have fallen at that moment a corpse at my mother's feet . But as looks are very harmless weapons , I had no diffi- culty in retaining my perpendicular , though my ...
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... expression in the morning , I immediately regis- tered it in my mind as one of my sister's pet phrases . " Can anything , " said my sister Fanny , - " can anything that has evaporated , or , rather emanated from 122 DOVETON .
... expression in the morning , I immediately regis- tered it in my mind as one of my sister's pet phrases . " Can anything , " said my sister Fanny , - " can anything that has evaporated , or , rather emanated from 122 DOVETON .
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... expression of fondness ; and thus would he sit , not uttering a word , until the fulness of his heart overflowed , and his eyelids were heavy with tears ; and then he would throw his arms around Ella's neck , and almost stifle her with ...
... expression of fondness ; and thus would he sit , not uttering a word , until the fulness of his heart overflowed , and his eyelids were heavy with tears ; and then he would throw his arms around Ella's neck , and almost stifle her with ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Anstruther Anstruther's answer Arthur Arundel asked beautiful beheld better bless brother Charlton Abbey child cottage cousin Emily creature cried dear dear boy dear Ella delight desire Doveton Ella Moore Emmy endeavoured exclaimed eyes face father fear feel felt Gerard girl Grass-hill Guido hand happy head heard heart hope horse Jeremy Taylor John Marston kind Kirby knew lady Larry Larry Moore laugh Lawrence Moore little Guido live looked Mary Merry-vale Michael Michael and Ella Michael Moore mind mother nature never OLD BAILEY once Owen Feltham Paracelsus Paul Phillips perhaps poor present remember replied returned sate scarcely Sierra Leone Sir Reginald Euston sister smile Smith soul speak spoke strange suffer sure talk tears tell thing thought tion told took truth turned uncle Pemberton uttered voice walked whilst Widow Moore words young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 54 - Composed upon Westminster Bridge September 3, 1802 EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Seite 26 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Seite 77 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Seite 287 - Tis only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you; they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by you Who care not for their presence, muse or sleep, And all at once they leave you, and you know them!
Seite 214 - Where art thou, my beloved Son, Where art thou, worse to me than dead ? Oh find me, prosperous or undone ! Or, if the grave be now thy bed, Why am I ignorant of the same That I may rest; and neither blame Nor sorrow may attend thy name ? Seven years, alas!
Seite 60 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Seite 237 - But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me.
Seite 18 - Remember the old man, and what he was Years after he had heard this heavy news. His bodily frame had been from youth to age Of an unusual strength.
Seite 98 - If thou be one whose heart the holy forms Of young imagination have kept pure, Stranger ! henceforth be warned ; and know that pride, Howe'er disguised in its own majesty, Is littleness ; that he who feels contempt For any living thing hath faculties Which he has never used, that thought with him Is in its infancy.
Seite 161 - She met me. Stranger, upon life's rough way, And lured me towards sweet Death ; as Night by Day, Winter by Spring, or Sorrow by swift Hope, Led into light, life, peace.