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... poor demented wench ; it's more than I can bear , sometimes , and it's just wearing me to skin and bone . Well , what's to do , Judith ? " she added , as that withered , cross - grained old dame entered the room , and stood twitching ...
... poor demented wench ; it's more than I can bear , sometimes , and it's just wearing me to skin and bone . Well , what's to do , Judith ? " she added , as that withered , cross - grained old dame entered the room , and stood twitching ...
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... Poor Mary , with fatal cunning , had feigned sleep when Judith came to bed , and so soon as the old woman lay snoring by her side , which was the case in a few minutes , she got up , and stole away to hearken whether her stepmother and ...
... Poor Mary , with fatal cunning , had feigned sleep when Judith came to bed , and so soon as the old woman lay snoring by her side , which was the case in a few minutes , she got up , and stole away to hearken whether her stepmother and ...
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... poor distraught mind was bent on ; and hence Judith's warning to Mrs. Gurnett . Constant brooding over depressing ideas had given them such a hold upon her mind as to completely disturb its balance . Then , as Mr. Cheney had truly said ...
... poor distraught mind was bent on ; and hence Judith's warning to Mrs. Gurnett . Constant brooding over depressing ideas had given them such a hold upon her mind as to completely disturb its balance . Then , as Mr. Cheney had truly said ...
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... poor Judith , thou art verra cold , and thy teeth chatter . We'll cover ourselves up , and hev a gude neet's rest yet . " The two then got into bed , Judith with no intention of sleeping , and for a good while she kept to her resolution ...
... poor Judith , thou art verra cold , and thy teeth chatter . We'll cover ourselves up , and hev a gude neet's rest yet . " The two then got into bed , Judith with no intention of sleeping , and for a good while she kept to her resolution ...
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... poor lass ? " said Judith , in a dogged tone . " And who else suld I ask ? ye auld fule , " exclaimed Mrs. Gurnett , furiously . " Ask yoursel ' , that could nae talk o ' anything but sendin ' the girl to a mad - house . Ask Bump Willis ...
... poor lass ? " said Judith , in a dogged tone . " And who else suld I ask ? ye auld fule , " exclaimed Mrs. Gurnett , furiously . " Ask yoursel ' , that could nae talk o ' anything but sendin ' the girl to a mad - house . Ask Bump Willis ...
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Page 240 - Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities.
Page 151 - Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, But not express'd in fancy; rich, not gaudy; For the apparel oft proclaims the man, And they in France of the best rank and station Are most select and generous, chief in that.
Page 445 - Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Page 519 - Grace was in all her steps, Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Page 279 - My former thoughts returned: the fear that kills; And hope that is unwilling to be fed; Cold, pain, and labour, and all fleshly ills; And mighty Poets in their misery dead. — Perplexed, and longing to be comforted, My question eagerly did I renew, "How is it that you live, and what is it you do?
Page 464 - Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it :— therefore I'll none of it : Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.
Page 180 - Their glory disappear. A Power is passing from the earth To breathless Nature's dark abyss; But when the great and good depart What is it more than this — That Man, who is from God sent forth, Doth yet again to God return?
Page 522 - The Blessing of my later years Was with me when a boy : She gave me eyes, she gave me ears ; And humble cares, and delicate fears ; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears ; And love, and thought, and joy.
Page 459 - This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world...
Page 95 - Genuine and innocent wit like this, is surely the flavour of the mind! Man could direct his ways by plain reason, and support his life by tasteless food ; but God has given us wit, and flavour, and brightness, and laughter, and perfumes, to enliven the days of man's pilgrimage, and to " charm his pained steps over the burning marie.