The English fireside1844 |
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Výsledky 1-5 z 58
Strana 1
... door thickly studded with stubborn nails , and creaking upon two grotesquely - wrought and giant hinges , was a stone porch , quaintly carved and yel- VOL . I. B lowed by time . The chimnies , rearing them- selves THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE. ...
... door thickly studded with stubborn nails , and creaking upon two grotesquely - wrought and giant hinges , was a stone porch , quaintly carved and yel- VOL . I. B lowed by time . The chimnies , rearing them- selves THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE. ...
Strana 2
... door - way . The angular index was rusted and snapped from the face , and hung dangling in the air by a piece of clasping ivy ; and the motto , " Time and tide wait for no man , " was so faintly legible , that had not the intricately ...
... door - way . The angular index was rusted and snapped from the face , and hung dangling in the air by a piece of clasping ivy ; and the motto , " Time and tide wait for no man , " was so faintly legible , that had not the intricately ...
Strana 4
... door under the porch squeaked -nay , almost screeched - upon its rusty hinges , as it was thrown , or rather wheeled , back ; for such was its weight that , notwith- standing rivets were clenched to the trunk of an oak which occupied ...
... door under the porch squeaked -nay , almost screeched - upon its rusty hinges , as it was thrown , or rather wheeled , back ; for such was its weight that , notwith- standing rivets were clenched to the trunk of an oak which occupied ...
Strana 17
... - constructed dwelling . The thatched eaves of the roof drooped within some eight feet of the ground , and its walls were made of mud and straw . The door was divided in two equal parts , and at this THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 17.
... - constructed dwelling . The thatched eaves of the roof drooped within some eight feet of the ground , and its walls were made of mud and straw . The door was divided in two equal parts , and at this THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 17.
Strana 19
... between a chink . " " You're no witch to say so , mother , " returned the poacher , arriving at the door . " No one questions Kit Macrone's powers of spell and mystery , " returned she , holding THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 19.
... between a chink . " " You're no witch to say so , mother , " returned the poacher , arriving at the door . " No one questions Kit Macrone's powers of spell and mystery , " returned she , holding THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE . 19.
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added arms asked Bamfield Carew Brainshaw catcher chair cheek child companion continued dear boy door Edward Sinclair ejaculated endeavour eyes father fear feel fingers gamekeeper gaoler gipsies give hand head hear heard heart hope inquired interrupted keeper Kit Macrone laughing lips listen look Macrone majesty Mary master Merton Park Ned Swiftfoot Ned's mother never night observed old lady old Soaker perhaps poor port wine prisoner rejoined Mr Fulton rejoined the squire remarked repeated replied Blanch replied Carew replied Charles replied Grace replied Mr Fulton replied Ned replied the ratcatcher replied the squire returned Blanch returned Mr Fulton returned the ratcatcher returned the squire Ringwood Robert Fulton Rookery scarcely silence smile Smutt Soaking Bob sound Squire Merton stood Swiftfoot tell There's things thought tinued Tom Brainshaw tone tongue truth turned vicar voice whisper words
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Strana 25 - 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.
Strana 192 - Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch, Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
Strana 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.
Strana 61 - I AM the resurrection and the life, saith the Lord: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: and whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall never die.
Strana 44 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch, that lies in woe, In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide.
Strana 176 - 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.
Strana 11 - What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Strana 155 - And let my liver rather heat with wine, Than my heart cool with mortifying groans. Why should a man, whose blood is warm within, Sit like his grandsire cut in alabaster ? P Act iii..
Strana 172 - Murder? Ghost. Murder most foul, as in the best it is ; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.
Strana 21 - For no degrees, unless they" employ it, Can ever gain much, or enjoy it : A gift that is not only able, To domineer among the rabble, But by the laws empower'd to rout And awe the greatest that stand out ; Which few hold forth against, for fear Their hands should slip, and come too near : For no sin else, among the Saints, Is taught so tenderly against.