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... true Talbot breed , " crook - kneed and dew - lipped , like Thessalian bulls , " which had fastened on his neck , narrowly missing the jugular vein , was dashed down by a single blow of the keen cloven hoof , and the next instant ...
... true Talbot breed , " crook - kneed and dew - lipped , like Thessalian bulls , " which had fastened on his neck , narrowly missing the jugular vein , was dashed down by a single blow of the keen cloven hoof , and the next instant ...
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... true hand , directed by a quick , sure eye , and steadied by a re- solute and fearless heart , he counted for the nonce without his host . And yet , as it was clear to see , it was to him no new or untried manœuvre , but one which had ...
... true hand , directed by a quick , sure eye , and steadied by a re- solute and fearless heart , he counted for the nonce without his host . And yet , as it was clear to see , it was to him no new or untried manœuvre , but one which had ...
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... true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he landed from his quick bound ; his feet flew from under him , and he fell headlong backward directly ...
... true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he landed from his quick bound ; his feet flew from under him , and he fell headlong backward directly ...
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... True ! true ! -you have saved me ! " The gloomy tone and yet gloomier expression of his fine features , as he spoke , showed that his words came straight from his heart , and were true to the very letter . But if he did indeed regret ...
... True ! true ! -you have saved me ! " The gloomy tone and yet gloomier expression of his fine features , as he spoke , showed that his words came straight from his heart , and were true to the very letter . But if he did indeed regret ...
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... true believer from Fair Head to Cape Clear , will bestow a cord on thee for old acquaintance , so surely as thy name is Hugh O'Neil ! Had it not been for my stumble in the river , and the bullet from thy musquetoon , I had done so ...
... true believer from Fair Head to Cape Clear , will bestow a cord on thee for old acquaintance , so surely as thy name is Hugh O'Neil ! Had it not been for my stumble in the river , and the bullet from thy musquetoon , I had done so ...
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Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert No preview available - 2016 |
Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert No preview available - 2018 |
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Page 94 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-like silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke.
Page 95 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Page 41 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
Page 137 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Page 137 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb...
Page 26 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep,* And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep,* The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Page 137 - I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow. He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind...