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Página 29 - The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Página 23 - But alas! the poor gentleman will never get from hence, said the landlady to me, — for I heard the death-watch all night long ; and when he dies, the youth, his son, will certainly die with him ; for he is broken-hearted already. I was hearing this account...
Página 135 - I saw him pale and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ; his children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Página 130 - For what is war ? what is it, Yorick, when fought, as ours has been, upon principles of liberty, and upon principles of honour — what is it, but the getting together of quiet and harmless people, with their swords in their hands, to keep the ambitious and the turbulent within bounds...
Página 21 - Nicholas ; — and, besides, it is so cold and rainy a night, that what with the roquelaure, and what with the weather, 'twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin.
Página 19 - Tis for a poor gentleman, — I think, of the army, said the landlord, who has been taken ill at my house four days ago, and has never held up his head since, or had a desire to taste...
Página 74 - Toby, which recommends her to protection and her brethren with her; 'tis the fortune of war which has put the whip into our hands now where it may be hereafter, heaven knows ! but be it where it will, the brave, Trim ! will not use it unkindly.
Página 102 - His wife sung now and then a little to the tune, then intermitted, and joined her old man again as their children and grandchildren danced before them.