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... speak upon general subjects , as upon his own affairs . But he was sometimes led into discussions , which showed , as it were in spite of himself , the scholar and the man of the world ; and , at other times , as if in requital of the ...
... speak upon general subjects , as upon his own affairs . But he was sometimes led into discussions , which showed , as it were in spite of himself , the scholar and the man of the world ; and , at other times , as if in requital of the ...
78 ÆäÀÌÁö
... speak plainly , ( I wish they were peculiar to himself , ) of cultivating the glebe six days in the week , preaching on the seventh with due regularity , and dining with some fat franklin or country laird , with whom he could smoke a ...
... speak plainly , ( I wish they were peculiar to himself , ) of cultivating the glebe six days in the week , preaching on the seventh with due regularity , and dining with some fat franklin or country laird , with whom he could smoke a ...
83 ÆäÀÌÁö
... speaking of his farm - servants and horses , " make it all , and the carles and cart- avers eat it all ; " a conclusion which might sum up the year - book of many a gentleman - farmer . Matters would have soon been brought to a close ...
... speaking of his farm - servants and horses , " make it all , and the carles and cart- avers eat it all ; " a conclusion which might sum up the year - book of many a gentleman - farmer . Matters would have soon been brought to a close ...
96 ÆäÀÌÁö
... round with apprehension- ye are a wise man to speak of what is in the house , and a fitting man to have the charge of it . Hark , as I live by bread , I hear a tapping at the outer yett . ? " " Go and open it then , Baby , " 96 THE PIRATE .
... round with apprehension- ye are a wise man to speak of what is in the house , and a fitting man to have the charge of it . Hark , as I live by bread , I hear a tapping at the outer yett . ? " " Go and open it then , Baby , " 96 THE PIRATE .
104 ÆäÀÌÁö
... speak to ye about a gold mine , I ken weel wha would promise he suld have Portugal pieces clinking in his pouch before the year gaed by . " " And why suld I not ? " said Triptolemus - " may be your head does not know there is a land in ...
... speak to ye about a gold mine , I ken weel wha would promise he suld have Portugal pieces clinking in his pouch before the year gaed by . " " And why suld I not ? " said Triptolemus - " may be your head does not know there is a land in ...
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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.