The English Fireside: A Tale of the Past, 第 3 卷Saunders and Otley, 1844 |
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... there never was a spot so formed by nature for the repose and last , long sleep of death . The church was sur- rounded by a thick grove of towering elms , effectually screening it from view , beyond the boundary of the burial ground ...
... there never was a spot so formed by nature for the repose and last , long sleep of death . The church was sur- rounded by a thick grove of towering elms , effectually screening it from view , beyond the boundary of the burial ground ...
第3页
... There was nothing left : not even a letter upon a tombstone . Singly , and in groups , the rustics ap- proached the church as the time for service neared , and not one but wore an ex- pression of melancholy upon his features and greeted ...
... There was nothing left : not even a letter upon a tombstone . Singly , and in groups , the rustics ap- proached the church as the time for service neared , and not one but wore an ex- pression of melancholy upon his features and greeted ...
第7页
... There's not one within many a mile round , I trow , but has scattered a few flowers— if so be but a few wild violets - on that new- made grave . " " Dost think the vicar will be hale enough to go through his preaching to - day ? " asked ...
... There's not one within many a mile round , I trow , but has scattered a few flowers— if so be but a few wild violets - on that new- made grave . " " Dost think the vicar will be hale enough to go through his preaching to - day ? " asked ...
第9页
... there was a general feeling of disappoint- ment that the vicar never raised his eyes from the ground , still there was no triumph in one receiving more than his neighbour . Each , too , bowed lower than usual , and the young and the old ...
... there was a general feeling of disappoint- ment that the vicar never raised his eyes from the ground , still there was no triumph in one receiving more than his neighbour . Each , too , bowed lower than usual , and the young and the old ...
第20页
... There is sorrow enough now under the roof of the vicarage to claim our best attention and compassion . " " Mr Wells , however , is more resigned than I anticipated he would be , " observed her niece 20 THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE .
... There is sorrow enough now under the roof of the vicarage to claim our best attention and compassion . " " Mr Wells , however , is more resigned than I anticipated he would be , " observed her niece 20 THE ENGLISH FIRESIDE .
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added Blanch added Carew added the squire aide-de-camp asked Bamfield Carew butler catch a thief chair Charles child continued dear dear boy Edward Sinclair ejaculated endeavour exclaimed eyes father fear feel gamekeeper gaoler gipsies Grace grandad ground hand hangman head heard heart hope interrupted the squire keeper laugh lips listen look Macrone matter Merton Park Ned Swiftfoot never niece observed old lady perhaps poor prisoner PULTENEY STREET rejoined aunt Deborah rejoined Carew rejoined his majesty rejoined Mr Fulton rejoined the king rejoined the squire remarked repeated replied aunt Deborah replied Blanch replied Carew replied Mr Fulton replied Mr Smutt replied Soaking Bob replied the old replied the squire replied Tom Brainshaw returned Blanch returned Carew returned Mr Fulton returned the squire scarcely silence smiling sound Squire Merton stop Swiftfoot There's Thomas Smutt thought tone turned vicar voice whispered wish wisitor words
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