The Secret Passion, 1. kötetH. Colburn, 1844 |
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4. oldal
Robert Folkestone Williams. to the vast contentation of the whole neighbour- hood , became the wife of the waggish maker of hats . And now were they keeping the anniversary of that very wedding , in their holiday bravery , with no lack ...
Robert Folkestone Williams. to the vast contentation of the whole neighbour- hood , became the wife of the waggish maker of hats . And now were they keeping the anniversary of that very wedding , in their holiday bravery , with no lack ...
28. oldal
... swelling rose in his neck of a size awful to look on - his eyes became red with straining - tears gushed over his dingy cheeks - he gasped as though like one taken with a sudden fit , and then drew a strong 28 THE SECRET PASSION .
... swelling rose in his neck of a size awful to look on - his eyes became red with straining - tears gushed over his dingy cheeks - he gasped as though like one taken with a sudden fit , and then drew a strong 28 THE SECRET PASSION .
39. oldal
... became more like the croak- ing of a raven than the voice of a gallant , she became monstrous eager the posset should be tried . At THE SECRET PASSION . 39.
... became more like the croak- ing of a raven than the voice of a gallant , she became monstrous eager the posset should be tried . At THE SECRET PASSION . 39.
40. oldal
Robert Folkestone Williams. became monstrous eager the posset should be tried . At last when she found the flattering humility of her companion was in no way to be moved , and possibly in some measure tired of the many bend- ings to the ...
Robert Folkestone Williams. became monstrous eager the posset should be tried . At last when she found the flattering humility of her companion was in no way to be moved , and possibly in some measure tired of the many bend- ings to the ...
42. oldal
... became so heavily laden with those most choice pearls , that they could no longer have footing there , and came stealing over her downy cheek as if well inclined to linger over such dainty ground . " Sweetest life ! " whispered her ...
... became so heavily laden with those most choice pearls , that they could no longer have footing there , and came stealing over her downy cheek as if well inclined to linger over such dainty ground . " Sweetest life ! " whispered her ...
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156. oldal - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my State with kings.
205. oldal - twould undo him Should he go still so drest. At Course-a-park, without all doubt, He should have first been taken out By all the maids i' th' town: Though lusty Roger there had been, Or little George upon the green, Or Vincent of the Crown. But wot you what? The youth was going To make an end of all his wooing; The parson for him...
191. oldal - A prayer-book now shall be my looking-glass, In which I will adore sweet virtue's face. Here dwell no hateful looks, no palace cares, No broken vows dwell here, nor pale-faced fears...
191. oldal - Wilt see a man all his own wealth, His own music, his own health ; A man whose sober soul can tell How to wear her garments well, — Her garments that upon her sit As garments should do, close and fit ; A...
182. oldal - Who delights i' th' public view. Such is her beauty as no arts Have enriched with borrowed grace; Her high birth no pride imparts, For she blushes in her place. Folly boasts a glorious blood, She is noblest being good. Cautious, she knew never yet What a wanton courtship meant; Nor speaks loud to boast her wit, In her silence eloquent: Of herself survey she takes But 'tween men no difference makes. She obeys with speedy will Her grave parents...
22. oldal - Who, like mills set the right way for to grind, Can make their gains alike with every wind. Only some fellows with the subtlest pate Amongst us, may perchance equivocate At selling of a horse, and that's the most. Methinks the little wit I had is lost Since I saw you; for wit is like a rest Held up at tennis, which men do the best With the best gamesters.
234. oldal - That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone ; regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise, Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
85. oldal - On earth; vain man, thou dot'st; vain .earth, thou ly'st. What mean dull souls, in this high measure, To haberdash In earth's base wares, whose greatest treasure Is dross and trash? The height of whose enchanting pleasure Is but a flash? Are these the goods that thou supply'st Us mortals with?
87. oldal - Life or death, felicity or a lasting sorrow, are in the power of marriage. A woman indeed ventures most, for she hath no sanctuary to retire to from an evil husband ; she must dwell upon her sorrow...