Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 9Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1841 - Literature |
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... Mind your own business , dame , " interposed Ipgreve , angrily , " and assist her to unrobe . " Saying this , he stepped aside with the two men , one of whom was the chirurgeon , and the other the tormentor , while Dame Ipgreve helped ...
... Mind your own business , dame , " interposed Ipgreve , angrily , " and assist her to unrobe . " Saying this , he stepped aside with the two men , one of whom was the chirurgeon , and the other the tormentor , while Dame Ipgreve helped ...
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... mind of a little coppice by his house in the country , which his chaplain used to call an aviary of night- ingales . ' “ And mark , in what primitive fashion they concluded their walk with a glass of Burton - ale , and a slice of hung ...
... mind of a little coppice by his house in the country , which his chaplain used to call an aviary of night- ingales . ' “ And mark , in what primitive fashion they concluded their walk with a glass of Burton - ale , and a slice of hung ...
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... mind That beameth in the smile . The spirit of a lofty race Breaks through the softness of her mien ; Yet blends she still , with matchless grace , The woman with the Queen ! Let England's chivalry draw nigh Her throne , to watch with ...
... mind That beameth in the smile . The spirit of a lofty race Breaks through the softness of her mien ; Yet blends she still , with matchless grace , The woman with the Queen ! Let England's chivalry draw nigh Her throne , to watch with ...
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... mind . I did not take my place , because it is my rule of travel never to pay until I am called upon ; but I made up my mind to go to Paris under the protection of the Bull and Mouth , and with that determin- ation went home to dinner ...
... mind . I did not take my place , because it is my rule of travel never to pay until I am called upon ; but I made up my mind to go to Paris under the protection of the Bull and Mouth , and with that determin- ation went home to dinner ...
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... mind , who should I stumble upon in the Haymarket but my old friend and fellow apprentice , Tom Taylor , with whom I served four years of my time in the eminent wholesale house of Muscovado , Knaggs , and Muscovado , of Thames Street ...
... mind , who should I stumble upon in the Haymarket but my old friend and fellow apprentice , Tom Taylor , with whom I served four years of my time in the eminent wholesale house of Muscovado , Knaggs , and Muscovado , of Thames Street ...
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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.