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Side 3
... rose higher than the shop - windows . As he turned into the churchyard to go east- ward , he was joined by an acquaintance a few years older than himself , whose path lay in the same direction . Jolly morning , aint it , Tom ? " said he ...
... rose higher than the shop - windows . As he turned into the churchyard to go east- ward , he was joined by an acquaintance a few years older than himself , whose path lay in the same direction . Jolly morning , aint it , Tom ? " said he ...
Side 27
... rose and left the room . He did not return till the curate had taken his leave . It was then almost time for his mother to retire . As soon as he entered he felt her anxious pale- blue eyes upon him . 66 ' Why did you go , Thomas ...
... rose and left the room . He did not return till the curate had taken his leave . It was then almost time for his mother to retire . As soon as he entered he felt her anxious pale- blue eyes upon him . 66 ' Why did you go , Thomas ...
Side 41
... rose from their wine ; not , however , before he had himself drunk more than his gravity of demeanour was quite sufficient to ballast . He found Mary turning over some music , and as he drew near he saw her laying aside , in its turn ...
... rose from their wine ; not , however , before he had himself drunk more than his gravity of demeanour was quite sufficient to ballast . He found Mary turning over some music , and as he drew near he saw her laying aside , in its turn ...
Side 42
... , he kissed it lightly . At the same moment the door opened , and Mr. Stopper entered . Mary ceased singing , and rose with a face of crimson and the timidest , slightest glance at Tom , whose face flushed 42 Guild Court .
... , he kissed it lightly . At the same moment the door opened , and Mr. Stopper entered . Mary ceased singing , and rose with a face of crimson and the timidest , slightest glance at Tom , whose face flushed 42 Guild Court .
Side 49
... rose at right angles to the preceding . The dim light of the tallow - candle , which she had left in a corner of the staircase as she de- scended , and now took up with her again , was sufficient to show that the balusters were turned ...
... rose at right angles to the preceding . The dim light of the tallow - candle , which she had left in a corner of the staircase as she de- scended , and now took up with her again , was sufficient to show that the balusters were turned ...
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Side 264 - ... like the birds of the air and the lilies of the field, without care.
Side 275 - And I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure him 17 Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him hither to me. 18 And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour.
Side 255 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Side 136 - I should like much better to stay here a while," said Lucy, half vexed and a little offended. But Thomas did not heed her. He led the way up Oxford Street. She had dropped his arm, and now walked by his side. " A nice lover to have ! " I think I hear some of my girl-readers say. But he was not so bad as this always, or even gentle-tempered Lucy would have quarrelled with him, if it had been only for the sake of getting rid of him. The weight of yesterday was upon him. — And while they were walking...
Side 245 - Over the arches let there be an entire hedge of some four foot high, framed also upon carpenter's work ; and upon the upper hedge, over every arch a little turret, with a belly enough to receive a cage of birds : and over every space between the arches some other little figure, with broad plates of round coloured glass gilt for the sun to play upon.
Side 216 - She did not torment her soul, her nights were not sleepless with the fear that her boy should be unlike Christ, that he might do that which was mean, selfish, dishonest, cowardly, vile, but with the fear that he was or might be doomed to an eternal suffering.
Side 283 - ... and would never have been what it was, in rapport always with the facts of nature and life, if it had been only a feminine response to his. Men like women to reflect them, no doubt ; but the woman who can only reflect a man, and is nothing in herself, will never be of much service to him.
Side 234 - Just accord all music makes ; In thee just accord excelleth, Where each part in such peace dwelleth, One of other beauty takes. Since, then, truth to all minds telleth That in thee lives harmony, Heart and soul do sing in me. O...
Side 7 - I've got it ? But that's not the point. It's the trowsers. When I feel miserable about myself " " Nonsense, Charles ! you never do." "But I do, though. I want something I haven't got often enough. And, for the life of me, I don't know what it is. Sometimes I think it's a wife. Sometimes I think it's freedom to do whatever I please. Sometimes I think it's a bottle of claret and a jolly good laugh. But to return to the trowsers.
Side 20 - ... shine. She was one of those who think the Deity jealous of the amount of love bestowed upon other human beings, even by their own parents, and therefore struggle to keep down their deepest and holiest emotions, regarding them not merely as weakness but as positive sin, and likely to be most hurtful to the object on which they are permitted to expend themselves.