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... rock in an Arabian desert is not more reluctant to afford water , than Mr Basil Mertoun was niggard in imparting his confi- dence , even incidentally ; and certainly the politeness of the gentry of Thule was never put to a more severe ...
... rock in an Arabian desert is not more reluctant to afford water , than Mr Basil Mertoun was niggard in imparting his confi- dence , even incidentally ; and certainly the politeness of the gentry of Thule was never put to a more severe ...
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... rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " I shall see nothing at least of the current of human passions , " replied Mertoun . " You will hear nothing but the clanging and screaming of scarfs ...
... rocks , and the Roost of Sumburgh running at the rate of fifteen knots an hour . " I shall see nothing at least of the current of human passions , " replied Mertoun . " You will hear nothing but the clanging and screaming of scarfs ...
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... rock- cod , purchased by the former from the latter , for the use of the family at Jarlshof . When this was fairly ascertained and con- fessed , Mr Mertoun stood looking upon the culprits with eyes in which the utmost scorn seemed to ...
... rock- cod , purchased by the former from the latter , for the use of the family at Jarlshof . When this was fairly ascertained and con- fessed , Mr Mertoun stood looking upon the culprits with eyes in which the utmost scorn seemed to ...
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... of Orkney , executed for tyranny and oppression practised on the in- habitants of these remote islands in the beginning of the seventeenth century . real grievance must have been the charging the rock cod 26 THE PIRATE .
... of Orkney , executed for tyranny and oppression practised on the in- habitants of these remote islands in the beginning of the seventeenth century . real grievance must have been the charging the rock cod 26 THE PIRATE .
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Sir Walter Scott. real grievance must have been the charging the rock cod - fish at a penny instead of a halfpenny a - piece ; he therefore exhorted all the commu- nity never to raise their exactions in future beyond the proportion of ...
Sir Walter Scott. real grievance must have been the charging the rock cod - fish at a penny instead of a halfpenny a - piece ; he therefore exhorted all the commu- nity never to raise their exactions in future beyond the proportion of ...
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50 ÆäÀÌÁö - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
297 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tom, as they used to call him — somewhat roughly treated by the glorious John, you remember — Mordaunt, you remember — Methinks I see the new Arion sail, The lute still trembling underneath thy nail ; At thy well-sharpen'd thumb, from shore to shore, The trebles squeak for fear, the basses roar.