The English Illustrated Magazine, 5 tomasMacmillan and Company, 1888 |
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... seemed to have lost all moral discrimination between right and wrong . But there was one point on which the B. and W. R. did not fail , and that was in the maintenance of the pilot at Gull - Fleet Bridge . It let the paint come off its ...
... seemed to have lost all moral discrimination between right and wrong . But there was one point on which the B. and W. R. did not fail , and that was in the maintenance of the pilot at Gull - Fleet Bridge . It let the paint come off its ...
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... seemed scarce able to breathe ; it drifted almost to the stream hard by , where trout were watching under a cloud of midges dancing over the ripples . They look as if entangled in an inextricable maze , but sea . Dunkery Beacon , the ...
... seemed scarce able to breathe ; it drifted almost to the stream hard by , where trout were watching under a cloud of midges dancing over the ripples . They look as if entangled in an inextricable maze , but sea . Dunkery Beacon , the ...
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... seemed to us - not unworthy of preservation . CHAPTER II . THE TROUBLES OF THE LORD HIGH CHAN- CELLOR , AND HIS INGENIOUS SCHEME FOR GETTING OUT OF THE WORST - HE WAITS FOR A FAVOURABLE MOMENT . The most heavily burdened man in the ...
... seemed to us - not unworthy of preservation . CHAPTER II . THE TROUBLES OF THE LORD HIGH CHAN- CELLOR , AND HIS INGENIOUS SCHEME FOR GETTING OUT OF THE WORST - HE WAITS FOR A FAVOURABLE MOMENT . The most heavily burdened man in the ...
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... seemed to make him more fright- ened than before . " Who , pray , is your master ? " asked Reginald again , after their rapid mutual scrutiny . 66 What does that matter ? " cried the man , with a gesture of impatience and despair . " Go ...
... seemed to make him more fright- ened than before . " Who , pray , is your master ? " asked Reginald again , after their rapid mutual scrutiny . 66 What does that matter ? " cried the man , with a gesture of impatience and despair . " Go ...
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... seemed to be on a level with its nose . His chin seemed to rest on the top of its head ; his face was all bespattered with blood and filth ; his gown was flying in dirty tatters about him . He had evidently been having a bad time ...
... seemed to be on a level with its nose . His chin seemed to rest on the top of its head ; his face was all bespattered with blood and filth ; his gown was flying in dirty tatters about him . He had evidently been having a bad time ...
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361 psl. - My lot might have been that of a slave, a savage, or a peasant ; nor can I reflect without pleasure on the bounty of Nature, which cast my birth in a free and civilized country, in an age of science and philosophy, in a family of honourable rank, and decently endowed with the gifts of fortune.
330 psl. - And yet Time hath his revolutions ; there must be a period and an end to all temporal things— -finis rerum, an end of names and dignities, and whatsoever is terrene, and why not of De Vere ? For where is Bohun ? Where is Mowbray ? Where is Mortimer ? Nay, which is more and most of all, where is Plantagenet ? They are entombed in the urns and sepulchres of mortality. And yet let the name and dignity of De Vere stand so long as it pleaseth God!
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491 psl. - appear to be soldiers, sailors, Jews, chalk, shrimps, officers, and dockyard men. The commodities chiefly exposed for sale in the public streets, are marine stores, hard-bake, apples, flat-fish and oysters. The streets present a lively and animated appearance, occasioned chiefly by the conviviality of the military. It is truly delightful to a philanthropic mind, to see...
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465 psl. - To the kirtles whereof he would tack us ; With his saints and his gilded stern-frames, He had thought like an egg-shell to crack us ; Now Howard may get to his Flaccus, And Drake to his Devon again, And Hawkins bowl rubbers to Bacchus, — For where are the galleons of Spain ? Let his Majesty hang to St. James...
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