Maxwell Drewitt, by F.G. Trafford, Том 3 |
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ANNE OF AUSTRIA answered Brian Arthur asked Austinfriars Balbriggan barrister believe Bless my soul Blosse Brian Drewitt brother Campnell Connemara Connor Croggan dead death Drogheda Dublin Dundalk Dunleer Duranmore Durrow exclaimed eyes face fancy father feel felt Francis Gyton Frank friends Galway Geoffry GEORGE AUGUSTUS SALA GEORGE GEITH Geraldine gone happy Harold Drewitt head hear heard heart Henry Pryor Holyhead hope horse Ireland Jenny Kearns Kincorth knew Lady Emmeline leave living London looked Madcap magistrate married matter Maxwell Drewitt Maxwell's morning mother Munday never night once Oughterard passed poor prisoner Pryor remarked reply round Ryan sick sister Skerritt solicitor sorrow soul speak spoke stood street suppose sure talking tell thing thought told took turned Vervensoe walked wife wind wish witness wonder words young gentleman
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Страница 67 - ... as when a bird hath flown through the air, there is no token of her way to be found, but the light air being beaten with the stroke of her wings, and parted with the violent noise and motion of them, is passed through, and therein afterwards no sign where she went is to be found...
Страница 178 - For man also knoweth not his time : as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare, even so are the sons of men snared in an evil time when it falleth suddenly upon them.
Страница 67 - ... as when an arrow is shot at a mark, it parteth the air, which immediately cometh together again; so that a man cannot know where it went through...
Страница 103 - WHEN first I met thee, warm and young, There shone such truth about thee, And on thy lip such promise hung, I did not dare to doubt thee. I saw thee change, yet still relied, Still clung with hope the fonder, And thought, though false to all beside, From me thou couldst not wander.
Страница 103 - I saw thee change, yet still relied, Still clung with hope the fonder, And thought, though false to all beside, From me thou couldst not wander. But go, deceiver ! go,— The heart, whose hopes could make it Trust one so false, so low, Deserves that thou shouldst break it.
Страница 251 - I know what you were going to say. You were going to tell me what women might be and might do, and are not and don't do in the present day.
Страница 117 - ... a salary at the rate of two hundred and fifty pounds per annum in addition to his salary as a member of the Legislative Assembly...
Страница 59 - ... rebels in arms," and stories of their indomitable courage, both in prosperity and adversity, are recorded by the historians, sufficient to fill volumes. A notice of the mightiness formerly attached to the name, is conveyed in the old couplet: — a question is asked to which death answers, — " Who killed Kildare? who dared Kildare to kill? " " I killed Kildare; and dare kill whom I will!