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... matter of opinion . However , to fulfil your request . Upon peeping into the hall , I saw your Mary sitting in a corner , apart from the company , with an arm clasped round her waist . A cheek , too , rested against hers ; and if one ...
... matter of opinion . However , to fulfil your request . Upon peeping into the hall , I saw your Mary sitting in a corner , apart from the company , with an arm clasped round her waist . A cheek , too , rested against hers ; and if one ...
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... matter what ! " I exclaimed , unable to restrain my pent - up passion . " I'll not listen to another syllable . Unhand me . Let me go . " 66 Will you not repent of 99 " Nothing but the moments between me and my revenge , " interrupted I ...
... matter what ! " I exclaimed , unable to restrain my pent - up passion . " I'll not listen to another syllable . Unhand me . Let me go . " 66 Will you not repent of 99 " Nothing but the moments between me and my revenge , " interrupted I ...
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... , convulsed with grief . " How have I offended you , Tom ? Surely , not for being somewhat later than I said . " " I'm not so chary of my time , " joined I. F " What , then , is the matter ? " OR , THE WASSAIL BOWL . 49.
... , convulsed with grief . " How have I offended you , Tom ? Surely , not for being somewhat later than I said . " " I'm not so chary of my time , " joined I. F " What , then , is the matter ? " OR , THE WASSAIL BOWL . 49.
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John Mills. " What , then , is the matter ? " asked Mary , with choking voice . " But great Heaven ! ” continued she , peering into my face , " How blanched your cheek is ! Your lips , too , are bloodless ! " " And not without cause ...
John Mills. " What , then , is the matter ? " asked Mary , with choking voice . " But great Heaven ! ” continued she , peering into my face , " How blanched your cheek is ! Your lips , too , are bloodless ! " " And not without cause ...
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... matter ? " said I , seizing him by the neck , and throwing him savagely from me . No sooner had I done so , than setting up a most frightful howl , he rushed away , making the hideous noise ring far and near . Without speculating for a ...
... matter ? " said I , seizing him by the neck , and throwing him savagely from me . No sooner had I done so , than setting up a most frightful howl , he rushed away , making the hideous noise ring far and near . Without speculating for a ...
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added asked the Squire bad company blood brambles breath cause cheek cheer Chequers Christmas revel close cold continued crack cried dark deep don your kirtles drink drop echo ejaculated endeavoured exclaimed exer eyes faggot fear felt finger fire flames gibbet give ground hallooed hand Harry Bluff head hear heard heart hoar frost hope hundred quarters kirtles sheen knife laugh laughter length light limbs lips listen looked loud maidens don merry mingled mirth miseltoe Mistress Bright Ned Terrywig never night numbers OLD ENGLISH old hall Peter Crummy quired rejoined the Squire repeated replied Harry replied the Squire returned Harry returned Mary scarcely shadow Shep shout snapping sound speak special constable stood strange Stranger tell Terrywig there's thick thought tick-tack tinued Tis Christmas Tis Christmas-eve to-night told ye tone tongue turned voice wassail bowl ween whistle wood words yule log
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Page 112 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further : Go, release them, Ariel ; My charms I'll break, their senses I'll restore, And they shall be themselves.
Page 61 - Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.
Page 124 - And drink to your hearts desiring. With the last yeeres brand Light the new block, and For good successe in his spending, On your psaltries play, That sweet luck may Come while the log is a teending.
Page 35 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist...
Page 124 - Come, bring with a noise, My merrie, merrie boys, The Christmas log to the firing; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your heart's desiring.
Page 1 - Oh, hear that pattering shower! Haste, boy ! — this gloomy hour Demands relief; the cheerful tapers light. Though now my home around Still roars the wintry sound, Methinks 'tis Summer by this festive blaze ! My books, companions dear, In seemly ranks appear, And glisten to my fire's far-flashing...
Page 108 - Luke, it is put forth to show that "joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety-and-nine just persons who need no repentance.