The Vicar of Wakefield: A TaleJ. Smith, 1833 - 159 pages |
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... asked pardon for having disturbed us , affirming that he was ignorant of our being so near : he therefore sat down by my youngest daughter , and , sportsman like , offered her what he had killed that morning . She was going to refuse ...
... asked pardon for having disturbed us , affirming that he was ignorant of our being so near : he therefore sat down by my youngest daughter , and , sportsman like , offered her what he had killed that morning . She was going to refuse ...
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... asking his advice : although we sel- dom followed advice , we were all ready enough to ask it . When he read the note from the two ladies , he shook his head , and observed that an affair of this sort demanded the utmost circum ...
... asking his advice : although we sel- dom followed advice , we were all ready enough to ask it . When he read the note from the two ladies , he shook his head , and observed that an affair of this sort demanded the utmost circum ...
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... asked him the circumstances of his deception . He sold the horse , it seems , and walked the fair in search of another . A reverend looking man brought him to a tent , under pretence of having one to sell . " Here , " continued Moses ...
... asked him the circumstances of his deception . He sold the horse , it seems , and walked the fair in search of another . A reverend looking man brought him to a tent , under pretence of having one to sell . " Here , " continued Moses ...
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... asked me if I knew one Solomon Flamborough in my part of the country : upon replying that he was my next door neigh- bour , " If that be the case , then , " returned he , " I believe we shall deal . You shall have a draught upon him ...
... asked me if I knew one Solomon Flamborough in my part of the country : upon replying that he was my next door neigh- bour , " If that be the case , then , " returned he , " I believe we shall deal . You shall have a draught upon him ...
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... asked pardon for being fond of a joke .— “ Dear Madam , ” replied he , “ I par- don you with all my heart ; for I protest I should not have thought it a joke , had you not told me . " - " Perhaps not , Sir , " cried my wife , winking at ...
... asked pardon for being fond of a joke .— “ Dear Madam , ” replied he , “ I par- don you with all my heart ; for I protest I should not have thought it a joke , had you not told me . " - " Perhaps not , Sir , " cried my wife , winking at ...
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Page vi - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Page 28 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go."
Page 29 - No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 107 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, is — to die.
Page 47 - no more silver than your saucepan." "And so," returned she, "we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases ! A murrain take such trumpery. The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better." " There, my dear," cried I, "you are wrong; he should not have known them at all." "Marry, hang the idiot!" returned she, "to bring me such stuff ; if I had them I would throw them in the fire." " There again you are...
Page 94 - ... could avail me nothing in a country where every peasant was a better musician than I : but by this time I had acquired another talent, which answered my purpose as well, and this was a skill in disputation. In all the foreign universities and convents there are, upon certain days, philosophical theses maintained against every adventitious disputant ; for which, if the champion opposes with any dexterity, he can claim a gratuity in money, a dinner, and a bed for one night.
Page 47 - Welcome, welcome, Moses ! Well, my boy, what have you brought us from the fair? " — " I have brought you myself," cried Moses, with a sly look, and resting the box on the dresser.
Page 32 - Twas Edwin's self that pressed ! "Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Page 28 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, "To tempt the dangerous gloom; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. "Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.