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Page 15 - You drank of the Well I warrant betimes ? " He to the Cornishman said. But the Cornishman smiled as the stranger spake And sheepishly shook his head. " I hastened as soon as the Wedding was done And left my wife in the porch. But i' faith she had been wiser than me, For she took a bottle to Church ! " ' An interesting variation from the usual run of Wishing Wells is to be found in Denbighshire.
Page 219 - ... friendship, to let him know, without any disguise, all that had occurred to me since my departure from St. Sulpice. I gratified him ; and so far from concealing anything, or attempting to extenuate my faults, I spoke of my passion with all the ardour with which it still inspired me. I represented it to him as one of those especial visitations of fate, which draw on the devoted victim to his ruin, and which it is as impossible for virtue itself to resist, as for human wisdom to foresee.
Page 37 - we see that you are not like the infidel Hindoos that follow you : you are men, born and bred like ourselves, where the seasons vary, and in their changes give vigour both to body and mind. We wish that you had come among us as friends, and not as enemies, for you are fine fellows one by one, though as a body we hate you.
Page 282 - She treats you ill, I fear ; a little beating would do her good," suggested the lady. "A beating!" exclaimed Denzil, with astonishment.
Page 115 - ... of her lord. With her words she caressed Ilderim ; but he knew well that she bore him no love; and once when she set food before him he smelt poison, and did not eat thereof. But he knew that the king loved her, and therefore he said naught of this wickedness; for Ilderim was wise, and knew well that a man freshly in love is more blind than the bats at noonday.
Page 115 - that, live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.
Page 187 - We are already begining to see the nearer approach of that happier time, when "nation shall not lift up the sword against nation, neither shall men learn war any more." O, thrice blessed Golden Age of futurity! when the ardent aspirations of the living, and the irrepressible longings of many "noble dead...