Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 9Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1841 - Literature |
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... continued the Earl . " I do , " she answered firmly . " Your obstinacy will not save them , " rejoined the Earl in a severe tone , and after a brief pause . " Their names and their atrocious design are known to us . " " If such be the ...
... continued the Earl . " I do , " she answered firmly . " Your obstinacy will not save them , " rejoined the Earl in a severe tone , and after a brief pause . " Their names and their atrocious design are known to us . " " If such be the ...
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... continued in the same strain , but Ruth drag- ged her away . And casting a commiserating glance at Viviana , she closed the door . The dreadful interval between their departure and midnight was passed by Viviana in fervent prayer . As ...
... continued in the same strain , but Ruth drag- ged her away . And casting a commiserating glance at Viviana , she closed the door . The dreadful interval between their departure and midnight was passed by Viviana in fervent prayer . As ...
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... continued to confer together in an undertone , as if unconscious of her presence . presence . During this pause , broken only by the ominous sounds before - mentioned , Vi- viana scanned the countenances of the group at the table , in ...
... continued to confer together in an undertone , as if unconscious of her presence . presence . During this pause , broken only by the ominous sounds before - mentioned , Vi- viana scanned the countenances of the group at the table , in ...
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... continued to pace her narrow chamber . It has been mentioned that on one side of the cell there was a deep embrasure . It was terminated by a narrow and strongly- grated loophole , looking upon the moat . Pausing before it , Viviana ...
... continued to pace her narrow chamber . It has been mentioned that on one side of the cell there was a deep embrasure . It was terminated by a narrow and strongly- grated loophole , looking upon the moat . Pausing before it , Viviana ...
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... continued , " you must lock the door upon me . You must then descend the short flight of steps before you , and pass as quickly as you can through the room where you will see my father and mother . As soon as you are out of the door ...
... continued , " you must lock the door upon me . You must then descend the short flight of steps before you , and pass as quickly as you can through the room where you will see my father and mother . As soon as you are out of the door ...
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Page 51 - And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor.
Page 51 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 51 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, -sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Page 49 - He shall not die, by G — ," cried my uncle Toby. The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in ; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Page 233 - My Lord, Out of the love I bear to some of your friends, I have a care of your preservation. Therefore I would advise you, as you tender your life, to devise some excuse to shift off your attendance at this parliament. For God and man have concurred to punish the wickedness of this time.
Page 603 - Shakespeare was godfather to one of Ben Jonson's children, and, after the christening, being in a deep study, Jonson came to cheer him up, and asked him why he was so melancholy. ' No faith, Ben,' says he, ' not I, but I have been considering a great while what should be the fittest gift for me to bestow upon my godchild, and I have resolved at last.' ' I prythee, what ? ' says he. ' I* faith, Ben, I'll e'en give him a dozen good Latin (latten) spoons, and thou shalt translate them.
Page 487 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Page 141 - King Henry, making a masque at the Cardinal Wolsey's house, and certain cannons being shot off at his entry, some of the paper or other stuff wherewith one of them was stopped, did light on the thatch, where being thought at first but an idle smoke, and their eyes more attentive to the show, it kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very ground.
Page 137 - Men may talk of country Christmasses, Their thirty pound butter'd eggs, their pies of carps' tongues : Their pheasants drench'd with ambergris ; the carcases of three fat wethers bruised for gravy, to make sauce for a single peacock...
Page 477 - Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now. The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow: And, what were worse, thou canst not see Or wrong, or change, or fault in me.