The Hired Baby: With Other Stories and Social SketchesTauchnitz, 1891 - 264 páginas |
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Página 115
... leave off smoking and betting , and let me find in you the sweet wife I need to encourage and cheer me on my way through the world ! You are precious to me , Honoria ; I want to see you at your best - I want- " " Here my voice failed me ...
... leave off smoking and betting , and let me find in you the sweet wife I need to encourage and cheer me on my way through the world ! You are precious to me , Honoria ; I want to see you at your best - I want- " " Here my voice failed me ...
Página 119
... leave something behind the veil - something mys- terious and forever sanctified , and shut out from the vulgar gaze of the curious crowd ! " Thus far I had proceeded in eloquence when Honoria interrupted me . " That sounds all very nice ...
... leave something behind the veil - something mys- terious and forever sanctified , and shut out from the vulgar gaze of the curious crowd ! " Thus far I had proceeded in eloquence when Honoria interrupted me . " That sounds all very nice ...
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... at Homburg or something you'll feel twenty per cent . better afterwards . I've arranged to leave here on the tenth , so you can make your plans accordingly . " She was imperturbable , and I flared round upon her 132 MY WONDERFUL WIFE .
... at Homburg or something you'll feel twenty per cent . better afterwards . I've arranged to leave here on the tenth , so you can make your plans accordingly . " She was imperturbable , and I flared round upon her 132 MY WONDERFUL WIFE .
Página 135
... leave my " prejudices " behind and join them ? To this letter , which I thought impertinent , considering the seething state of our domestic affairs , I vouchsafed no reply ; my mind was too full of my own increasing grievances . The ...
... leave my " prejudices " behind and join them ? To this letter , which I thought impertinent , considering the seething state of our domestic affairs , I vouchsafed no reply ; my mind was too full of my own increasing grievances . The ...
Página 158
... leases , sign it before witnesses , and we split- quite amicably - no fuss . And that will leave me free and comfortable for my lecturing tour , " " Your lecturing tour ! " I echoed , forgetting 158 MY WONDERFUL WIFE .
... leases , sign it before witnesses , and we split- quite amicably - no fuss . And that will leave me free and comfortable for my lecturing tour , " " Your lecturing tour ! " I echoed , forgetting 158 MY WONDERFUL WIFE .
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The Hired Baby with Other Stories and Social Sketches Marie Corelli Sin vista previa disponible - 2014 |
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Términos y frases comunes
admire Andrew Lang arms artist asked awfully babby beautiful better brilliant called Carnations château child cigar clever comfort Daily Telegraph dark darling dead dear deerstalker door dress Emil Zola eyes face fancy feel fellow feminine gaze genius gentle Georges Sand Georgie girl give glance Glen Ruach grin hair hand heart Hired Baby Honoria honour knew lady laughed laughter lecture literary live looked Louvre Maggs Manon Maremma MARIE CORELLI marriage married masculine mind Mother Mawks moustaches murmured nature never night novels once Ouida patrons pity poor little position pray pretty replied Richmoor rose round scarcely seemed Shakespeare sigh smile smoke sort soul stared suppose sure sweet TAUCHNITZ tell thing thought tired Trevenna Tribkin turned voice wife William Willie woman women wonder wonderful woman word wretched young
Pasajes populares
Página 128 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight; I love thee freely, as men strive for Right, I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise; I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith: I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles , tears of all my life ! — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death...
Página 128 - There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass ; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes ; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.
Página 257 - Could I embody and unbosom now That which is most within me — could I wreak My thoughts upon expression, and thus throw Soul, heart, mind, passions, feelings, strong or weak, All that I would have sought, and all I seek, Bear, know, feel, and yet breathe — into one word, And that one word were Lightning, I would speak ; But as it is, I live and die unheard, With a most voiceless thought, sheathing it as a sword.
Página 129 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and Ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday 's 5 Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
Página 38 - He merely desired to warn them against pride and despising any of their fellows, not to insist on the actual reason given, which was simply adopted in order to persuade them more easily.
Página 35 - oh, no, no! Not dead! Don't say so, oh, don't, don't say so! Oh, you can't mean it! Oh, for God's love, say you didn't mean it! It can't be dead, not really dead! — no, no, indeed! Oh, baby, baby! You are not dead, my pet my angel, not dead, oh no!" And breathless, frantic with fear, she felt the little thing's hands and feet and face, kissed it wildly, and called it by a thousand endearing names, in vain — in vain! Its tiny body was already stiff and rigid; it had been a corpse more than two...
Página 36 - He paused; there was an uncomfortable lump in his throat, and he had to cough again to get it down. "The poor little creature's gone — there's no help for it. The next world's a better place than this, you know! There, there, don't take on so about it" — this as liz shuddered and sighed; a sigh of such complete despair that it went straight to his honest soul, and showed him how futile were his efforts at consolation. But he had his duty to attend to, and he went on in firmer tones: "Now, like...
Página 29 - The dreary winter days crept on apace, and as they drew near Christmas, dwellers in the streets leading off the Strand grew accustomed of nights to hear the plaintive voice of a woman, singing in a peculiarly thrilling and pathetic manner, some of the old...
Página 18 - Her silence exasperated a tangle-haired, catfaced girl of seventeen years, who, more than half drunk, sat on the ground, clasping her knees with both arms and rocking herself lazily to and fro. "Mother Mawks!" cried she, "Mother Mawks! You're wanted! Here's Liz come back with your babby!" As if her words had been a powerful incantation to summon forth an evil spirit, a door in one of the miserable houses was thrown open, and a stout woman, nearly naked to the waist, with a swollen, blotched, and...
Página 31 - ... worsted bird suspended from an elastic string, a bird which bobbed up and down to command in the most lively and artistic manner? And had not her hired baby actually laughed at the clumsy toy — laughed an elfish and weird laugh, the first it had ever indulged in? And Liz had laughed too, for pure gladness in the child's mirth, and the worsted bird became a sort of uncouth charm to make them both merry. But after Christmas had come and gone, and the melancholy days, the last beating of the failing...