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24 ÆäÀÌÁö
... woman , but for daring , in my house , to scold above your breath . And for you , you rascal , who suppose you may cheat a stranger as you would flinch a whale , know that I am well acquainted with the rights which , by * The operation ...
... woman , but for daring , in my house , to scold above your breath . And for you , you rascal , who suppose you may cheat a stranger as you would flinch a whale , know that I am well acquainted with the rights which , by * The operation ...
28 ÆäÀÌÁö
... you sing songs about . " 66 Ay , ay , fish of my heart , " replied the old woman , with a pathetic whine ; " the Berserkars were champions who lived before the blessed days of Saint Olave , and who used to run 28 THE PIRATE .
... you sing songs about . " 66 Ay , ay , fish of my heart , " replied the old woman , with a pathetic whine ; " the Berserkars were champions who lived before the blessed days of Saint Olave , and who used to run 28 THE PIRATE .
67 ÆäÀÌÁö
... woman of spirit who had been major and sui juris , ( as the writer who drew the contract assured her , ) for full twenty years ; so she set consequences and commentaries alike at defiance , and wedded the hearty Yorkshire yeoman . Her ...
... woman of spirit who had been major and sui juris , ( as the writer who drew the contract assured her , ) for full twenty years ; so she set consequences and commentaries alike at defiance , and wedded the hearty Yorkshire yeoman . Her ...
100 ÆäÀÌÁö
... woman , should drive me from the shelter into the storm ? " " And so you propose , young man , " said Triptolemus , gravely , " to stay in my house , volens nolens - that is , whether we will or no ? " " Will ! " said Mordaunt ; " what ...
... woman , should drive me from the shelter into the storm ? " " And so you propose , young man , " said Triptolemus , gravely , " to stay in my house , volens nolens - that is , whether we will or no ? " " Will ! " said Mordaunt ; " what ...
103 ÆäÀÌÁö
... woman , softening " this maun be awsome weather by sea . Sit down and warm ye , since the sticks are a - low . " 66 Ay , ay , " said Triptolemus , " it is a plea- sure to see siccan a bonny bleeze . I have na seen the like o't since I ...
... woman , softening " this maun be awsome weather by sea . Sit down and warm ye , since the sticks are a - low . " 66 Ay , ay , " said Triptolemus , " it is a plea- sure to see siccan a bonny bleeze . I have na seen the like o't since I ...
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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.