Prudence Palfrey: And A Rivermouth RomanceHoughton, Mifflin, 1902 - 319 pagine |
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Prudence Palfrey: A Novel: Novel (Original Text) Thomas Bailey Aldrich Anteprima non disponibile - 2018 |
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Pagina 274 - Wait till you come to Forty Year ! Forty times over let Michaelmas pass, Grizzling hair the brain doth clear : Then you know a boy is an ass, Then you know the worth of a lass, Once you have come to Forty Year.
Pagina 230 - When mournfu' as I sat on the stane at the door, I saw my Jamie's wraith, for I couldna think it he — Till he said, I'm come hame to marry thee.
Pagina 303 - ... half dreaded to detect a faint aroma of whiskey about them. And, indeed, why might not a man fall into the sea, be eaten, say, by a halibut, and reappear on the scene of his earthly triumphs and defeats in the non-committal form of hashed fish ? " Imperial Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away.
Pagina 228 - The waes o' my heart fa' in showers frae my e'e, While my gudeman lies sound by me. Young Jamie lo'ed me weel, and sought me for his bride ; But saving a croun he had naething else beside : To make the croun a pund, young Jamie gaed to sea ; And the croun and the pund were baith for me. He hadna been awa...
Pagina 28 - However, this is much too vast and gloomy a subject for my narrow canvas. Mr. Dent was proud of social position for Prue's sake. There was no girl like her in Rockingham County. When he bought Willowbrook, a spacious house with grounds and outbuildings, a mile from the town, she sat at the head of his table like a lady as she was, for she had honest New England blood in her veins. That Prudence was as dear to him as if she had been his own daughter, he fully believed ; but how completely she had...
Pagina 277 - O'Rourke of Mullingar. County Westmeath, and late of the United States sloop-of-war Santee. The man was a total stranger to Mrs. Bilkins; but the instant she caught sight of the double white anchors embroidered on the lapels of his jacket, she unhesitatingly threw back the...
Pagina 178 - Ireson, who, as you remember, was ' tarred and feathered and carried in a cart by the women of Marblehead'!" " Very well, then," cried Prue, gayly, " I '11 ride Kate instead of Jenny. Jenny pokes along so, and Mr. Dillingham likes a rapid pace.
Pagina 229 - Rob maintain'd them baith, and wi' tears in his e'e Said, Jennie, for their sakes, O, marry me ! My heart it said nay; I look'd for Jamie back But the wind it blew high, and the ship it was a wrack...
Pagina 281 - O'Rourke, who had seated himself gravely on the scraper, and was weeping. " Has n't the man any friends ?" " Too many of 'em, mum, an' it's along wid dhrinkin' toasts wid 'em that Larry got throwed. The punch that spalpeen has dhrunk this day would amaze ye. He give us the slip awhiles ago, bad 'cess to him, an' come up here. Did n't I tell ye, Larry, not to be afther ringin' at the owld gintleman's knocker? Ain't ye got no sinse at all ?" "Misther Donnehugh,
Pagina 280 - O'Rourke to describe a complete circle on one leg, and then sit down heavily on the threshold. The lady retreated to the hat-stand, and rested her hand mechanically on the handle of a blue cotton umbrella. Mr. O'Rourke partly turned his head and smiled upon her with conscious superiority. At this juncture a third actor appeared on the scene, evidently a friend of Mr. O'Rourke, for he addressed that gentleman as a "spalpeen," and told him to go home. "Divil an inch," replied the spalpeen; but he got...