The mystery developedA.K. Newman and Company, 1825 - 790 pages |
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Page 92
... keep talking now and again ' to any of my maids , lest you would have to run away from me also . " 66 Och , then the curse of Cromwell on me if I do ! " said Dennis ; " long life to your honour ! yourself is the jewel of a gintleman ...
... keep talking now and again ' to any of my maids , lest you would have to run away from me also . " 66 Och , then the curse of Cromwell on me if I do ! " said Dennis ; " long life to your honour ! yourself is the jewel of a gintleman ...
Page 97
... keep me . Well , Larry , hell to the word i said , but sure enuff i thanked him very kindly ; and so says i to myself Dinnis , your job is done , ' and so it was , Larry ; to make a long story short , he liked me , and kept me , but not ...
... keep me . Well , Larry , hell to the word i said , but sure enuff i thanked him very kindly ; and so says i to myself Dinnis , your job is done , ' and so it was , Larry ; to make a long story short , he liked me , and kept me , but not ...
Page 128
... keep the keys of the cellar , which my master always left in Tho- mas's charge , so that I cannot get so much as a sip at a bottle of port above once a week or so ? And yet she'll pray , and pray , and cry too , and tell us to read the ...
... keep the keys of the cellar , which my master always left in Tho- mas's charge , so that I cannot get so much as a sip at a bottle of port above once a week or so ? And yet she'll pray , and pray , and cry too , and tell us to read the ...
Page 203
... keep a poor man with his hat in his hand outside your door , inunder the rain , shiverin and shakin with the could and the wet , and keep balaraggin him all the time . - Och K 6 -oh -oh no then , ' tis yourself that wouldn't , MYSTERY ...
... keep a poor man with his hat in his hand outside your door , inunder the rain , shiverin and shakin with the could and the wet , and keep balaraggin him all the time . - Och K 6 -oh -oh no then , ' tis yourself that wouldn't , MYSTERY ...
Page 221
... keep him so ; for you know very well , Jack , ' says I , that if sir Henry was not to hunt no more , that there was an end to the sport , ' says I ; ' for you know very well , Jack , ' says I , ' that the divil a wan of your spalpeen's ...
... keep him so ; for you know very well , Jack , ' says I , that if sir Henry was not to hunt no more , that there was an end to the sport , ' says I ; ' for you know very well , Jack , ' says I , ' that the divil a wan of your spalpeen's ...
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Page 65 - Music the fiercest grief can charm, And Fate's severest rage disarm ; Music can soften pain to ease, And make despair and madness please : Our joys below it can improve, And antedate the bliss above. This the divine Cecilia found, And to her Maker's praise confined the sound. When the full organ joins the tuneful quire, Th...
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