Ravenscliffe, Volume 1B. Tauchnitz jun., 1851 |
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... look up ; " Any place inside ? " is carried from mouth to mouth . " No , Sir ! No , Sir ! No , Sir ! " " A place on the box ? " " That's taken . ' " " " A place anywhere ? " " Yes , Sir ; the place by me , " says the guard , in too ...
... look up ; " Any place inside ? " is carried from mouth to mouth . " No , Sir ! No , Sir ! No , Sir ! " " A place on the box ? " " That's taken . ' " " " A place anywhere ? " " Yes , Sir ; the place by me , " says the guard , in too ...
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... looks down , indulging the delicious feeling of the renewal of life which springs within him , then lifts up his head and cheerfully regards the flying landscape . Sometimes he , though not given to casual conver- sation , addresses the ...
... looks down , indulging the delicious feeling of the renewal of life which springs within him , then lifts up his head and cheerfully regards the flying landscape . Sometimes he , though not given to casual conver- sation , addresses the ...
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... look . " " You need not trouble yourself with wondering how he will look , " said another under - graduate , join- ing the party " for Langford's gone . " " Gone ! " - " Yes ; my Gyp has just told me that his Gyp told him Langford left ...
... look . " " You need not trouble yourself with wondering how he will look , " said another under - graduate , join- ing the party " for Langford's gone . " " Gone ! " - " Yes ; my Gyp has just told me that his Gyp told him Langford left ...
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... look down with a species of forlorn contempt upon the more modern mansion . It was still , however , inhabited ; of which the ordinary sash- windows , most ingeniously inserted into its moss- grown , weather - beaten walls gave proof ...
... look down with a species of forlorn contempt upon the more modern mansion . It was still , however , inhabited ; of which the ordinary sash- windows , most ingeniously inserted into its moss- grown , weather - beaten walls gave proof ...
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... look upon , but low , dusky , uncharac- terised clouds , telling of mizzling rain , which soon began to fall in that regular , voiceless , baptizing , de- termined manner , which is more than sufficient to deaden any spirits and any ...
... look upon , but low , dusky , uncharac- terised clouds , telling of mizzling rain , which soon began to fall in that regular , voiceless , baptizing , de- termined manner , which is more than sufficient to deaden any spirits and any ...
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æther agony beautiful began better bog myrtle carriage Cary cast child church cotton-grass countenance creature dark dear distress door dress Elea Eleanor Wharncliffe endeavouring Everard eyes face father fear feelings felt Fitzroy gentle girl gloomy hand happiness head heard heart Highflyer honour horsewhipped hurried knew Lady Fermanagh Lady Wharncliffe laugh Lidcote Hall look Lord Fermanagh Lord Lisburn manner Marcus mind misery Miss Wharncliffe morning mother never once pale passion pity poor Randal Langford raven's nest Ravenscliffe round sal volatile seemed sense side silence Sir John Sir William Stanhope sizar soft soft eyes sort soul spirit stood strong suffering Sullivan sure sweet tell temper tender thing thought Tidcombe tion truth turned unamiable uttered violent voice walk watching wedding whilst wild window wish woman wood word wrong young
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Page 1 - Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control, These three alone lead life to sovereign power. Yet not for power (power of herself Would come uncalled for) but to live by law, Acting the law we live by without fear; And, because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.
Page 24 - Dreary gleams alxmt the moorland flying over Locksley Hall ; Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro...
Page 169 - ... fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Page 158 - OPE, FOLDED ROSE! OPE, folded rose! Longs for thy beauty the expectant air; Longs every silken breeze that round thee blows; The watching summer longs to vaunt thee fair; Ope, folded rose!
Page 263 - I take it the carriages will be at the door, and down the lovely bride will come." " But you do not or will not understand me, Everard. Every one seems in a league, I think, wilfully to misunderstand me this morning. I want — I wish — I must — and I will — speak to Eleanor for a few minutes alone, — before she comes down to enter your father's carriage." He spoke earnestly, angrily, passionately. Everard cast a hasty, alarmed, scrutinizing, glance at him. The glance did not escape Randal....
Page 262 - ... whistled around the house or among the trees. The hall clock told the quarter past nine, and then Sir John Wharncliffe accompanied by the other young men, sallied forth from a small breakfast-room where they had been taking chocolate over a blazing fire, and began to look for their hats, great-coats, and gloves, for the carriages were by this time prepared to come round ; there they found Randal. " ' Heyday !' cried Sir John, ' you here, my good fellow. It is dreadfully cold ; there is chocolate...
Page 69 - Gilfillan again smiled scornfully as he made this indirect answer, — " Even thus are the children of this world wiser in their generation than the children of light...
Page 267 - And his servant came up with his hat and gloves, which he took mechanically, and followed passively into the carriage, whilst the winds lifted their loud voices, and whistled, and roared, as if in wild and gloomy mockery ; the huge trees bent and bowed their huge branches to the earth, as if in a bitter irony of congratulation ; the vanes upon the roofs shrieked and cried, and all nature seemed rushing together in wildest uproar, like that which was raging in his own breast. Miss Montague took her...
Page 124 - I do not love him as a woman ought to love the man she marries. Do not, mother! If this marriage were to take place — which, please God, it never, never shall — it would be a miserable one.
Page 262 - ... windows of the hall, and watch the sleet and rain driving against the small panes, or listen to the swell of the winds, which, at intervals, shook the casements as if they would burst them through, and groaned and whistled around the house or among the trees. It was, indeed, a dreadful morning. • The...