Blacksmith and scholar, by Mortimer and Frances Collins. 1883Chatto and Windus, 1883 |
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... Heart For Lack of Gold . What will World Say ? In Honour Bound . BY WILLIAM GILBERT . - James Duke . BY JAMES GREENWOOD . - Dick Temple . BY ANDR . HALLIDAY . - Every - Day Papers . BY LADY DUFFUS HARDY . Paul Wynter's Sacrifice . BY ...
... Heart For Lack of Gold . What will World Say ? In Honour Bound . BY WILLIAM GILBERT . - James Duke . BY JAMES GREENWOOD . - Dick Temple . BY ANDR . HALLIDAY . - Every - Day Papers . BY LADY DUFFUS HARDY . Paul Wynter's Sacrifice . BY ...
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... heart - disease , and he'd expected it all along , and didn't tell the Squire for fear of alarming him . " As if anything would have alarmed Robert Fitz Roy . Robert the younger went gravely and sadly up to where the Squire lay dead . A ...
... heart - disease , and he'd expected it all along , and didn't tell the Squire for fear of alarming him . " As if anything would have alarmed Robert Fitz Roy . Robert the younger went gravely and sadly up to where the Squire lay dead . A ...
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... and anvil and age have taken some of the fire out of you . But it is always the way with you men . I daresay young master there has half a dozen sweet- hearts . " This was a thrust at Emily . The keen - 28 BLACKSMITH AND SCHOLAR .
... and anvil and age have taken some of the fire out of you . But it is always the way with you men . I daresay young master there has half a dozen sweet- hearts . " This was a thrust at Emily . The keen - 28 BLACKSMITH AND SCHOLAR .
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... heart on your being home for your twenty - first birthday ; so do come , there's a dear Robert , for our sakes , or we shall have such a dreadful time of it . Since the first day or two after you went we have really been much quieter ...
... heart on your being home for your twenty - first birthday ; so do come , there's a dear Robert , for our sakes , or we shall have such a dreadful time of it . Since the first day or two after you went we have really been much quieter ...
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... heart if he has to give up Oak Royal and all claim to it as well . Mamma is obliged to pretend to be interested in his plans , although she hates the idea of it , because she feels so unsettled . And now , dear Robert , I want to ask ...
... heart if he has to give up Oak Royal and all claim to it as well . Mamma is obliged to pretend to be interested in his plans , although she hates the idea of it , because she feels so unsettled . And now , dear Robert , I want to ask ...
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American anvil Ashow bankers beauty blacksmith Bratton breakfast Captain Ritchie casket Comedy of Dreams Contango cottage course creature Crockford daughter dear delicious delight Delmonico's dinner Earl eccentric England English Erlingham Eustace Fitz Roy Euthanasia Exmoor eyes father felt Fitz Roy's fool forge garden gentleman girl godfather grooms hammer happy heart Henry Fitz Roy horse Hunnex Ida Lester Ida's Jermyn Street Kezia kiss knew lady laughed letter little Ida London looked Lord Rougemont lover Macnamara mamma marry master mean Miss Fitz Roy morning mother never Oak Royal papa Philip Carew pleasant pretty quiet quietly Ralph replied river Robert Fitz Roy Rougemont Castle Roy and Alice Savali seemed sister sleep song Squire stalwart strong sweet swinging bridge talk tell Temple Cloud thing thought told took village walked wife woman women wonder young fellow
Popular passages
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...