Blacksmith and scholar, by Mortimer and Frances Collins. 1883Chatto and Windus, 1883 |
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... forge . The Squire examined them with amazement . 66 Good , " he said : " that is real artist's work . Yet , is it of sufficient importance to occupy a man who has higher work in the world ? You , in all probability , will be master of ...
... forge . The Squire examined them with amazement . 66 Good , " he said : " that is real artist's work . Yet , is it of sufficient importance to occupy a man who has higher work in the world ? You , in all probability , will be master of ...
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... Well , Eustace Fitz Roy taught his son Greek and Latin and mathematics stringently and effectively ; but , holding that a gentleman ought to learn a trade , he sent him to Crockford's forge to learn 18 BLACKSMITH AND SCHOLAR .
... Well , Eustace Fitz Roy taught his son Greek and Latin and mathematics stringently and effectively ; but , holding that a gentleman ought to learn a trade , he sent him to Crockford's forge to learn 18 BLACKSMITH AND SCHOLAR .
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... forge - work taught him that he had a sound chest and a strong biceps . So it came to pass that he was by no means satisfied to remain quietly at Erlingham , as his father desired ; and between the sire and son there were frequent ...
... forge - work taught him that he had a sound chest and a strong biceps . So it came to pass that he was by no means satisfied to remain quietly at Erlingham , as his father desired ; and between the sire and son there were frequent ...
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... forge when my father had it before me . " 66 " What sort of man was he ? " " Well , sir , begging your pardon , he was rather wildish ; but he wouldn't have been a bad sort but for the women . He was always for THE HEIR - PRESUMPTIVE . 23.
... forge when my father had it before me . " 66 " What sort of man was he ? " " Well , sir , begging your pardon , he was rather wildish ; but he wouldn't have been a bad sort but for the women . He was always for THE HEIR - PRESUMPTIVE . 23.
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... forge - door just as Crockford and his old mother , and Emily and her brothers , were sitting down to breakfast . " Why , here's young Squire Robert ! " cried Mrs. Crockford . " Be ye come to breakfast now ? Sure , we're right glad to ...
... forge - door just as Crockford and his old mother , and Emily and her brothers , were sitting down to breakfast . " Why , here's young Squire Robert ! " cried Mrs. Crockford . " Be ye come to breakfast now ? Sure , we're right glad to ...
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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...
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