Blacksmith and scholar, by Mortimer and Frances Collins. 1883Chatto and Windus, 1883 |
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... Robert Fitz Roy's character . His name was Tory . His master was a Tory of an ancient eccentric school - a man who believed that the people ought to have all advantages that could possibly be given them , but that only gentlemen of ...
... Robert Fitz Roy's character . His name was Tory . His master was a Tory of an ancient eccentric school - a man who believed that the people ought to have all advantages that could possibly be given them , but that only gentlemen of ...
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... Robert Fitz Roy walked up the steps to the terrace in front of his quaint yet stately house , and threw from the pocket of his shooting - jacket , which was weather - beaten to wondrous colours , handfuls of seed to the white peacocks ...
... Robert Fitz Roy walked up the steps to the terrace in front of his quaint yet stately house , and threw from the pocket of his shooting - jacket , which was weather - beaten to wondrous colours , handfuls of seed to the white peacocks ...
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... Robert , you are a boy ; you do not think of such mere trifles . You say , ' I'm alive now , and I want my dinner ... Fitz Roy , the Squire's first cousin , and possible heir . For there was another Fitz Roy of the elder branch , who ...
... Robert , you are a boy ; you do not think of such mere trifles . You say , ' I'm alive now , and I want my dinner ... Fitz Roy , the Squire's first cousin , and possible heir . For there was another Fitz Roy of the elder branch , who ...
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... Robert Fitz Roy the elder , laughing . " Well , Robert , keep your youth as long as you can . Don't be afraid to be tem- perate , to go to bed at a reasonable hour , to leave women alone , because your fast friends laugh at you . A ...
... Robert Fitz Roy the elder , laughing . " Well , Robert , keep your youth as long as you can . Don't be afraid to be tem- perate , to go to bed at a reasonable hour , to leave women alone , because your fast friends laugh at you . A ...
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... Robert Fitz Roy the younger fell asleep very soon , having drunken more old port than is good for a mere boy . Robert Fitz Roy the elder threw open the windows and walked out upon the terrace . The full moon rode high in heaven , and ...
... Robert Fitz Roy the younger fell asleep very soon , having drunken more old port than is good for a mere boy . Robert Fitz Roy the elder threw open the windows and walked out upon the terrace . The full moon rode high in heaven , and ...
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Page 193 - With gates of silver and bars of gold Ye have fenced my sheep from their Father's fold ; I have heard the dropping of their tears In heaven these eighteen hundred years.
Page 201 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
Page 195 - Ward has no heart, they say; but I deny it ; He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.
Page 202 - Lord ! methought, what pain it was to drown ! What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears ! What ugly sights of death within mine eyes!
Page 27 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Page 17 - Nil habet infelix paupertas durius in se quam quod ridiculos homines facit. "Exeat...