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Strana 1
... dear mother , it is not my intention to marry yet , pray tell me by what mcans I can protect myself from the snares of worldly men , for some plan must be devised ? " The nurse replied , " I have seven questions which you shall put to ...
... dear mother , it is not my intention to marry yet , pray tell me by what mcans I can protect myself from the snares of worldly men , for some plan must be devised ? " The nurse replied , " I have seven questions which you shall put to ...
Strana 3
... dear son , the Desert is far distant , you must build your city near my capital , and I shall call your city by the name of Shahabad . " I Husn Banu respectfully replied , " May the King live for ever . have taken a fancy to the Desert ...
... dear son , the Desert is far distant , you must build your city near my capital , and I shall call your city by the name of Shahabad . " I Husn Banu respectfully replied , " May the King live for ever . have taken a fancy to the Desert ...
Strana 5
... dear , To - morrow ' ll be the happiest time of all the glad new year : Of all the glad new year , mother , the maddest , merriest day : For I'm to be Queen o ' the May , mother , I'm to be Queen o ' the May . There's many a black black ...
... dear , To - morrow ' ll be the happiest time of all the glad new year : Of all the glad new year , mother , the maddest , merriest day : For I'm to be Queen o ' the May , mother , I'm to be Queen o ' the May . There's many a black black ...
Strana 6
... dear Lysander waiting for her , to conduct her to his aunt's house ; but before they had passed half through the wood , Hermia was so much fatigued , that Lysander , who was very careful of this dear lady , who had proved her affection ...
... dear Lysander waiting for her , to conduct her to his aunt's house ; but before they had passed half through the wood , Hermia was so much fatigued , that Lysander , who was very careful of this dear lady , who had proved her affection ...
Strana 9
... Dear wife , your seam Lay down , and listen with the rest . Put out the lamp ; the ruddy gleam Of fire - light for a tale is best . THE MAID AND THE HAWTHORN TREE . It was a maid of my country , And she came by a hawthorn tree , As full ...
... Dear wife , your seam Lay down , and listen with the rest . Put out the lamp ; the ruddy gleam Of fire - light for a tale is best . THE MAID AND THE HAWTHORN TREE . It was a maid of my country , And she came by a hawthorn tree , As full ...
Časté výrazy a frázy
answered arrived asked beautiful began behold Benson birds blessed brother Catskin chaffinches child Cinderella Count Paris Cozro creature cried Cymbeline daughter dear death delighted Dustman earth eyes father fear flew flowers Frederick Ganimed garden gave give gold golden green Haitim hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Hermia Husn Banu journey King knew lady leave live Livy looked lord lord Capulet Lysander Macbeth maiden mamma master mind morning mother Moudouri mountain nest never night Nourjahad Orlando Ormuz palace passed peri pleasure poor pray pretty prince princess Prospero queen Redbreasts replied returned Robin round Shylock sing sister sleep song soon stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Tittone told took tree Tybalt voice wife wings wish wonderful wood words Yemen young youth
Populárne pasáže
Strana 62 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Strana 112 - Star. TWINKLE, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are ! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Strana 208 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Strana 75 - He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Strana 116 - Why, this bond is forfeit ; And lawfully by this the Jew may claim A pound of flesh, to be by him cut off Nearest the merchant's heart : Be merciful ; Take thrice thy money ; bid me tear the bond.
Strana 115 - I hate him for he is a Christian; But more for that in low simplicity He lends out money gratis, and brings down The rate of usance here with us in Venice. If I can catch him once upon the hip, I will feed fat the ancient grudge I bear him.
Strana 40 - So, we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Strana 287 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Strana 57 - our Mayor's a noddy And as for our Corporation — shocking To think we buy gowns lined with ermine For dolts that can't or won't determine What's best to rid us of our vermin! You hope, because you're old and obese, To find in the furry civic robe ease? Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking To find the remedy we're lacking, Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!
Strana 208 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.