Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... walked in the direction of the church . If you would like to know my thoughts just then , I do not think I can gratify you . I might as well attempt to give names to the various hues or rather combinations of hues that shine in the ...
... walked in the direction of the church . If you would like to know my thoughts just then , I do not think I can gratify you . I might as well attempt to give names to the various hues or rather combinations of hues that shine in the ...
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... me ; and the pressure of his arm communicated life to my system . We walked quickly , Mrs. Shaw following us . Once or twice he uttered some endearing exclamation , otherwise no word was exchanged between us . 16 PERPLEXITY .
... me ; and the pressure of his arm communicated life to my system . We walked quickly , Mrs. Shaw following us . Once or twice he uttered some endearing exclamation , otherwise no word was exchanged between us . 16 PERPLEXITY .
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... under the trees , and the breezy perfume of the young day had not yet been dried out . I walked towards the fowl - house and came to the well . A deep well it was , a circular pit diving black into the bowels of the earth . PERPLEXITY .
... under the trees , and the breezy perfume of the young day had not yet been dried out . I walked towards the fowl - house and came to the well . A deep well it was , a circular pit diving black into the bowels of the earth . PERPLEXITY .
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... walked ten miles ; surely Lon- don must end somewhere . But when we had got to the other side of the bridge I perceived the city stretching before me in as vast a de- velopment as the portion we had traversed . We pushed forward , up ...
... walked ten miles ; surely Lon- don must end somewhere . But when we had got to the other side of the bridge I perceived the city stretching before me in as vast a de- velopment as the portion we had traversed . We pushed forward , up ...
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... walked away . Life seemed quite a novelty . People I met looked strange . I stared about me like a released prisoner after a long term of confinement . It was a dull day , yet it seemed bright . I drank in the foggy air with the same ...
... walked away . Life seemed quite a novelty . People I met looked strange . I stared about me like a released prisoner after a long term of confinement . It was a dull day , yet it seemed bright . I drank in the foggy air with the same ...
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answered asked beauty believe blue velvet Brontë brow calm Catalonia chair chintz confession Cornhill cried crown 8vo dance darling Don Quixote door dress Elms entered exclaimed eyes face faint Fairborn Fcap feel Frank glance hand hate head hear heard heart history of France hope Huddleston husband John Graham Kate Kate Howard kissed knew Lady Monck ladyship laugh leave Lepell's light lips locket London London Scottish looked looking-glass marriage married mind miserable Miss Lepell mood MORTIMER COLLINS mother never once opened pain paleness passion past present pretty question replied round dances seemed shadow Shaw silence smile speak stared stood story sweet talk tears tell things thought tion told took Trawler trembled truth turned uncon uttered voice volume watched wedding ring whilst whispered wife window wish woman Wuthering Heights
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Página 8 - I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it.
Página 19 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Página 90 - Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed. One may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house, and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun.
Página 85 - As fills a father's eyes with light; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart, that he at last Must needs express his love's excess With words of unmeant bitterness. Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other, To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty 670 At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity.