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... brothers and sisters to him ! " " Brothers and sisters ! I am sure Mrs. Caxton will never think of such a thing , Sir , " said my father almost indignantly . " She's much too good a wife to behave so . Once , in a way , it is all very ...
... brothers and sisters to him ! " " Brothers and sisters ! I am sure Mrs. Caxton will never think of such a thing , Sir , " said my father almost indignantly . " She's much too good a wife to behave so . Once , in a way , it is all very ...
Side 35
... brother settled among the household lares . Uncle Jack , as he was familiarly called , was a light - hearted , plausible , enthusiastic , talkative fellow , who had spent three small fortunes in trying to make a large one . - Uncle Jack ...
... brother settled among the household lares . Uncle Jack , as he was familiarly called , was a light - hearted , plausible , enthusiastic , talkative fellow , who had spent three small fortunes in trying to make a large one . - Uncle Jack ...
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... brother . Erasmus commends it in his opening chapter , under the head of ' Salutandi formulæ . ' And indeed , " added my father thoughtfully , " there is no great difference between politeness and affection . My author here observes ...
... brother . Erasmus commends it in his opening chapter , under the head of ' Salutandi formulæ . ' And indeed , " added my father thoughtfully , " there is no great difference between politeness and affection . My author here observes ...
Side 48
... brother Caxton . Deduct 10 per cent , or £ 500 a - year , for gardeners ' wages , manure , & c . , and the net product is £ 4500 . Your fortune's made , man it is I wish you joy ! " And Uncle Jack rubbed his made hands . " Bless me ...
... brother Caxton . Deduct 10 per cent , or £ 500 a - year , for gardeners ' wages , manure , & c . , and the net product is £ 4500 . Your fortune's made , man it is I wish you joy ! " And Uncle Jack rubbed his made hands . " Bless me ...
Side 49
... brother ! " - - " You are too severe , Sir . See how the dear boy hangs his head ! Fie ! natural enthusiasm of his years ' gay hope by fancy fed , ' as the poet says . Why , for that fine boy's sake , you ought not to lose so certain an ...
... brother ! " - - " You are too severe , Sir . See how the dear boy hangs his head ! Fie ! natural enthusiasm of his years ' gay hope by fancy fed , ' as the poet says . Why , for that fine boy's sake , you ought not to lose so certain an ...
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Amadis of Gaul amongst anaglyph Anglo-Dane answered asked Austin Blanche bless brother brow called Captain Roland Caxton CHAPTER child Chimæra cried dear dear father door drew earwigs eyes face fancy father felt Forficulida fortune gentleman grave Greek hand happy head heard heart heaven honour hurdy-gurdy Kitty knew Lady Ellinor laugh leave lived London Lord Rainsforth Ma'am master mind Miss Trevanion mother nature never once Papa passion pause Philhellenic Pisistratus poor Primmins Puss in Boots quoth Robert Hall rose saffron scholar seemed Sir Sedley Beaudesert Sisty smile speak Squills stood STRANGER streets sure talk tell thing thought Tibbets took truth turned Uncle Jack Uncle Roland vanion Vivian walk William Caxton window woman word young youth
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Side 146 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies, They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay, So flourish these, when those are past away.
Side 253 - He had, to a morbid excess, that desire to rise which is vulgarly called ambition, but no wish for the esteem or the love of his species; only the hard wish to succeed— not shine, not serve— succeed, that he might have the right to despise a world which galled his self-conceit.
Side 253 - Passion in him comprehended many of the worst emotions which militate against human happiness. You could not contradict him, but you raised quick choler; you could not speak of wealth, but his cheek paled with gnawing envy. The astonishing natural...
Side 30 - A more lying, round-about, puzzleheaded delusion than that by which we confuse the clear instincts of truth in our accursed system of spelling was never concocted by the father of falsehood. How can a system of education flourish that begins by so monstrous a falsehood, which the sense of hearing suffices to contradict?
Side 17 - said my mother, mournfully, " I would rather have lost all the plants in the greenhouse in the great blight last May, — I would rather the best tea-set were broken ! The poor geranium I reared myself, and the dear, dear flower-pot which Mr. Caxton bought for me my last birthday ! That naughty child must have done thisl
Side 22 - What !" cried my mother, when she had learned all; "and your poor domino-box that you were so fond of! We will go back to-morrow, and buy it back, if it costs us double." " Shall we buy it back, Pisistratus ? " asked my father. " Oh no — no — no ! It would spoil all," I cried, burying my face on my father's breast.
Side 292 - I confess that it was with some reluctance I obeyed. I went back to my own room, and sate resolutely down to my task. Are there any of you, my readers, who have not read the Life of Robert Hall ? If so, in the words of the great Captain Cuttle, 'When found, make a note of it.
Side 220 - ... said my father, having his hand quite buried in his waistcoat. " For instance, the Sphinx and Isis, whose veil no man had ever lifted, were both ladies, Kitty ; and so was Persephone, who must be always either in heaven or hell ; and Hecate, who was one thing by night and another by day. The Sibyls were females ; and so were the Gorgons, the Harpies, the Furies, the Fates, and the Teutonic Valkyrs, Nornies, and Hela herself ; in short, all representations of ideas obscure, inscrutable, and portentous...
Side 20 - My father stopped at a nursery gardener's, and, after looking over the flowers, paused before a large double geranium. "Ah, this is finer than that which your mamma was so fond of. What is the cost, sir ? " "Only 7s. 6d.," said the gardener. My father buttoned up his pocket. "I can't afford it to-day," said he, gently, and we walked out.
Side 21 - My head, which had drooped before, rose again ; but the rush of joy at my heart almost stifled me. " I have called to pay your little bill...