Friends and Fortune: A Moral TaleD. Appleton & Company, 1849 - 240 sider |
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Side 7
... returned them with a calm , " Thank you , my dear . " A calm ensued , the good duenna proceeded with her break- fast ; Miss Armadale hardly tasted any thing , but leaning back in her chair , gazed absently at the fire : cloud after ...
... returned them with a calm , " Thank you , my dear . " A calm ensued , the good duenna proceeded with her break- fast ; Miss Armadale hardly tasted any thing , but leaning back in her chair , gazed absently at the fire : cloud after ...
Side 24
... returned Margaret , humbly . " That's well , " said Mrs. Crawford , nodding encourag- ingly , and looking at her from head to foot , " you will find your room comfortable I hope , my dear . Suppose you just go and look at it -- any of ...
... returned Margaret , humbly . " That's well , " said Mrs. Crawford , nodding encourag- ingly , and looking at her from head to foot , " you will find your room comfortable I hope , my dear . Suppose you just go and look at it -- any of ...
Side 25
... returned in high good - humor , stopped short on seeing her , and with the quick perception of a good judge , said with a low bow , " Have I the pleasure of speak- ing to Miss Armadale ? ” " To her companion only , " said Margaret ...
... returned in high good - humor , stopped short on seeing her , and with the quick perception of a good judge , said with a low bow , " Have I the pleasure of speak- ing to Miss Armadale ? ” " To her companion only , " said Margaret ...
Side 26
... returned it to her , " For goodness sake , dear Martin , don't go to sleep ! " Miss Martin started like a horse at the spur - stroke , and gathering up her dormant energies , began to talk right and left , about Paris , and Italy , and ...
... returned it to her , " For goodness sake , dear Martin , don't go to sleep ! " Miss Martin started like a horse at the spur - stroke , and gathering up her dormant energies , began to talk right and left , about Paris , and Italy , and ...
Side 42
... returned , were just sitting down to their early tea , when this unexpected appari- tion burst upon them : Alfred ... returning from her lionizing expedition , not to find her faithful 42 FRIENDS AND FORTUNE .
... returned , were just sitting down to their early tea , when this unexpected appari- tion burst upon them : Alfred ... returning from her lionizing expedition , not to find her faithful 42 FRIENDS AND FORTUNE .
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38 cents 50 cents Alfred's Antoine Armadale's Arnold asked Aunt Strapper beauty better blessing child Christmas Church comfort companion Conroy cried dear dear Mary door dress edition English Engravings eyes face father feel felt Ferdinand fire frontispiece garet girl give glad Grace Grange hand happy head hear heard heart heiress Henry Reed hope Illustrated Italian Language John JOHN ANGELL JAMES John Frost Katy laugh lips looked M'INTOSH ma'am Margaret Armadale Martin dear Mary Leyden Miss Arma Miss Armadale Miss Crawford Miss Esther Miss Leyden Miss Martin mother Nelson never night Nisbett nurse Wilton party poor Rockstone Rory round Shipton Sir Tudor smile soon speak spirit sure talk tears tell Theodosia thing THOMAS ARNOLD thought tion told turned Uncle Sym Vicar voice volume wish word young lady
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Side 39 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Side 40 - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Side 39 - Our revels now are ended... These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind: we are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep..