The English Fireside: A Tale of the Past, Volume 2Saunders and Otley, 1844 |
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... child ere she t felt it , and , suppressing his own , ded not to see the effects of her ss and fading health . He forced a ile upon his careworn features , and strained eerfulness in his voice ill according with elings at his heart . ne ...
... child ere she t felt it , and , suppressing his own , ded not to see the effects of her ss and fading health . He forced a ile upon his careworn features , and strained eerfulness in his voice ill according with elings at his heart . ne ...
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... child ere she almost felt it , and , suppressing his own , pretended not to to see the effects of her weakness and fading health . He forced a smile upon his careworn features , and strained a cheerfulness in his voice ill according ...
... child ere she almost felt it , and , suppressing his own , pretended not to to see the effects of her weakness and fading health . He forced a smile upon his careworn features , and strained a cheerfulness in his voice ill according ...
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... child from the ground , saying , as he did so , " I hope this imprudent seat upon the greensward will not tend to retard the progress to health . " " Oh , no ! " returned Ellen , cheerfully , affecting a lightness in her step as she ...
... child from the ground , saying , as he did so , " I hope this imprudent seat upon the greensward will not tend to retard the progress to health . " " Oh , no ! " returned Ellen , cheerfully , affecting a lightness in her step as she ...
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... account , if made up , with the balance so fearfully against him ? Who was it that , in the exuberance of youth , strength , and manly beauty , now felt weaker than a weak , puny child ? Who was it , that THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 11.
... account , if made up , with the balance so fearfully against him ? Who was it that , in the exuberance of youth , strength , and manly beauty , now felt weaker than a weak , puny child ? Who was it , that THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 11.
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A Tale of the Past John Mills. weak , puny child ? Who was it , that now stern death grinned before him , leaving no hope , no chance , no seeming probability for a rescue , muttered an untaught prayer , and begged for that clemency he ...
A Tale of the Past John Mills. weak , puny child ? Who was it , that now stern death grinned before him , leaving no hope , no chance , no seeming probability for a rescue , muttered an untaught prayer , and begged for that clemency he ...
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Page 27 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Page 257 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Page 180 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy : Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man ; And bitter shame hath spoil'd the sweet world's taste, That it yields nought but shame and bitterness.
Page 128 - Men will wrangle for religion; write for it, fight for it; die for it; anything but live for it.
Page 160 - Kidlywink's progress in his work, the ratcatcher rose softly from his seat, and, unobserved, crept towards a heap of old iron in a dark corner of the shop.