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... Weasel , stood on the water's edge , at the foot of the bank below the State House , on a piece of level ground looking out upon the harbour , where the traveller may still find a luxuriant wilderness of pear trees , the scions of a ...
... Weasel , stood on the water's edge , at the foot of the bank below the State House , on a piece of level ground looking out upon the harbour , where the traveller may still find a luxuriant wilderness of pear trees , the scions of a ...
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... brace of visiters . The first of these was Garret Weasel , the publican , a thin , small man , in a suit of gray ; of a timid carriage and slender voice . He might have been observed for a restless , unde- finable 28 ROB OF THE BOWL .
... brace of visiters . The first of these was Garret Weasel , the publican , a thin , small man , in a suit of gray ; of a timid carriage and slender voice . He might have been observed for a restless , unde- finable 28 ROB OF THE BOWL .
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... Weasel , " said the Captain , " to dally so long behind your appointment ; and such an appointment , too ! state matters would be trifles to it . The round dozen which you lost to me on Dame Dorothy's head gear - a blessing on it ! —you ...
... Weasel , " said the Captain , " to dally so long behind your appointment ; and such an appointment , too ! state matters would be trifles to it . The round dozen which you lost to me on Dame Dorothy's head gear - a blessing on it ! —you ...
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... speak your thoughts . " " You are none the losers by Master Cockles- craft , " interposed Arnold , drily . 66 My wife pays honestly for the liquors , " said Weasel , as his eye glanced timorously from one 34 ROB OF THE BOWL .
... speak your thoughts . " " You are none the losers by Master Cockles- craft , " interposed Arnold , drily . 66 My wife pays honestly for the liquors , " said Weasel , as his eye glanced timorously from one 34 ROB OF THE BOWL .
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John Pendleton Kennedy. said Weasel , as his eye glanced timorously from one to the other of his comrades ; " I take no heed ... Weasel has good report in the province for the rea- sonableness of his wines - and long may he deserve that ...
John Pendleton Kennedy. said Weasel , as his eye glanced timorously from one to the other of his comrades ; " I take no heed ... Weasel has good report in the province for the rea- sonableness of his wines - and long may he deserve that ...
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Page 23 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Page 3 - And desolation saddens all thy green : One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain.
Page 3 - And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Page 227 - She turned her right and round about, And she swore by the mold, " I would not be your love," said she, " For that church full of gold.
Page 146 - Tobacco's a Musician, And in a pipe delighteth ; It descends in a close, Through the organs of the nose, With a relish that inviteth.
Page 112 - He scant had twenty seen. But who the countless charms can draw, That grac'd his mistress true ; Such charms the old world seldom saw, Nor oft I ween the new. Her raven hair plays round her neck, Like tendrils of the vine ; Her cheeks red dewy rose buds deck, Her eyes like diamonds shine.
Page 248 - A Ranger, lady, winds his horn, And 'tis at peep of light; His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.
Page 112 - An old song, made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate.
Page 126 - Which seemly was to see: A hood to that so neat and fine In colour like the columbine, Ywrought full featously. Her...
Page 248 - I list no more the tuck of drum, No more the trumpet hear ; But when the beetle sounds his hum My comrades take the spear.