Bentley's Miscellany, 2. köideCharles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1837 |
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... eyes half open , and yourself half conscious of every- thing that is passing around you , than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed , and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness . At such times , a mortal knows just ...
... eyes half open , and yourself half conscious of every- thing that is passing around you , than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed , and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness . At such times , a mortal knows just ...
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... eyes which had been staring vacantly before him , fell on Oliver's face ; the boy's eyes were fixed on his in mute curiosity , and , al- though the recognition was only for an instant - for the briefest space of time that can possibly ...
... eyes which had been staring vacantly before him , fell on Oliver's face ; the boy's eyes were fixed on his in mute curiosity , and , al- though the recognition was only for an instant - for the briefest space of time that can possibly ...
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Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith. fore his mind's eye a vast amphitheatre of faces over which a ... eyes , the brightness of the smile , the beaming of the soul through its mask of clay , and whispering of beauty ...
Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith. fore his mind's eye a vast amphitheatre of faces over which a ... eyes , the brightness of the smile , the beaming of the soul through its mask of clay , and whispering of beauty ...
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... eyes upon the bishop , and frowned awfully . The bishop did not admire the looks of the hunter - chief , and even ... eyes to avoid their angry looks ; one writer insinuates that he swooned , but we think that unlikely . Be it , however ...
... eyes upon the bishop , and frowned awfully . The bishop did not admire the looks of the hunter - chief , and even ... eyes to avoid their angry looks ; one writer insinuates that he swooned , but we think that unlikely . Be it , however ...
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... eyes ! and then the parted laughing lips , and small pearl teeth ! the attitude how careless , and most natural ... eye as she spoke , rolled unheeded down his cheek ; while the handkerchief that seemed to have been taken from across his ...
... eyes ! and then the parted laughing lips , and small pearl teeth ! the attitude how careless , and most natural ... eye as she spoke , rolled unheeded down his cheek ; while the handkerchief that seemed to have been taken from across his ...
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